Xiaoyang and Mu Hanxue strolled around the campus for a while, from the teaching building to the playground, and from the playground to the lake.

On the huge artificial lake, the golden sunshine spreads on the lake, sparkling, the breeze blows, and the snow-green silk moves like a fairy.

Several couples of young lovers, sitting on the lawn by the lake, snuggled together and talked about love.

This scene made Mu Hanxue suddenly summon up courage and take the initiative to hold Xiao Yang's hand.

At this moment, her face was red like a ripe apple.

Xiao Yang was shaken by her hand, a little contradictory, a little complicated, and...