This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

Ye Xiaoxiao was stunned by this sudden surprise.

She never expected He Jing to come and pick her up.

At that moment, her heart suddenly started pounding, and a warm current surged through her body.

"He Jing!"

Upon hearing the sound, the man saw a woman carrying a small basket running quickly towards him.

A burst of joy suddenly erupted in her beautiful peach blossom eyes, like a swirling eddy of ripples that drew people in without them realizing it.

In the depths of He Jing's eyes, a barely perceptible emotion flickered, revealing genuine joy.

Ye Xiaoxiao rushed over and hugged He Jing tightly. By the time she realized what was happening, she was already in his arms.

She pressed her face against He Jing's chest, listening to his erratic heartbeat, the pleasant scent of pine lingering around her nose, making her smile involuntarily.

He Jing froze completely, the soft touch in front of him only amplifying the burning heat.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. As he lowered his gaze, the distance between them was only a short distance. Her delicate and bright face suddenly entered his field of vision, and her fair and translucent neck was even more breathtaking.

He was a little flustered.

"He Jing, thank you for picking me up! I'm so happy today."

Ye Xiaoxiao raised her eyes at this moment, and the instant their eyes met, it seemed as if an invisible attraction held them tightly together, and a faint ambiguous feeling filled the air.

After a brief eye contact, the two looked away simultaneously, their eyes revealing a different kind of feeling.

Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed, and she released He Jing without making a sound.

But then again, he has a really good physique!

As soon as the woman let go, a sense of loss washed over He Jing.

He gazed quietly at the woman beside him who was smiling brightly, his eyes swirling with certain emotions.

"He Jing, let's go home!"

"Ah."

Perhaps because she was too focused and tense while treating the children this afternoon, Ye Xiaoxiao was now completely relaxed and started chattering away to He Jing.

He Jing listened quietly without interrupting, his eyes sparkling with a gentle, starlight-like tenderness.

It was completely dark.

The two left the noisy street and turned onto the road leading to Dongyuan Village.

The night was deep and the sky was dotted with stars. On the quiet mountain path, only the sound of their footsteps could be heard, and only the shadows of the trees could be seen.

A gentle breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees sway.

To be honest, Ye Xiaoxiao was a little scared.

She stared at the tree shadows in their various shapes and felt a sense of unease.

Without realizing it, she looked over to He Jing and even grabbed his arm.

"He Jing, are you afraid of ghosts?"

He Jing glanced at the woman who was holding him. She was gripping his hand so tightly that her knuckles were protruding, and she seemed a little uneasy.

Is she afraid of the dark?

The thought made him unconsciously move closer to Ye Xiaoxiao.

Looking at the dark shadows of the trees beside the forest path, he seemed to be thinking of something, and said with a slight part of his thin lips, "What's so scary about ghosts? What's scary is the human heart."

Ye Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, then agreed.

Even the deepest abyss has a bottom, but the human heart is immeasurable.

At this moment, a moment of inner conflict flashed through He Jing's mind: Can I hold her hand?

Um? ?

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaoxiao's peach blossom eyes lit up with a radiant smile, as if she had crushed a sky full of stars, making them sparkle.

Her red lips parted slightly: "He Jing, I'm still a little scared. How about... I hold your hand?"

Without waiting for He Jing's reply, she took his hand and slid it down his forearm to his large palm.

His palms were broad and warm, enveloping her hands.

He Jing turned his head, his expression unchanged, but his unusually pounding heart betrayed him. After the two women intertwined their fingers, he became even more uneasy.

Ye Xiaoxiao rubbed the roughness between his fingertips, then tightly gripped his hand, feeling a sense of peace from his touch.

The two walked in silence for a while, as the night deepened.

"He Jing, I have something to tell you." Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped and turned to look at the person next to her. The silvery moonlight shone down, covering her face in shadow, but her eyes were made even brighter by the light.

He Jing also looked at her, the moonlight casting a soft glow on his face, making him appear gentler overall.

"You said."