"Hey, hold on tighter, I'm about to fall off!"
Inside the hotpot restaurant, Zhao Qianyue, still in Lin Fan's arms, loudly reminded him.
"Miss, I've been holding you for over an hour now, my hands are getting numb."
Sitting on the chair, Lin Fan looked helplessly at Zhao Qianyue, who had not taken a step by herself.
"Others dream of holding me and never get the chance, so just count yourself lucky for being able to hold me. Besides, you've been wanting to make a move on me, haven't you? Now you can satisfy that urge. Just in case you suddenly lose your mind and decide to make a move, I'm right here in your arms, convenient, isn't it?"
Zhao Qianyue pouted, her face full of mischief.
"Let's not joke about this. I wouldn't dare touch you, even if I had the courage of a lion. But you should pay attention to the impact this has. After all, our County isn't big, and being seen like this isn't good for your reputation. How will you ever get married in the future?"
