Do You Really Want to Make Friends That Much?

"You dropped your hair clip." Mo Yichen said.

"Ah?" Embarrassed, Han Jinchu quickly reached out to tidy it up, but he beat him to it.

He stood up and leaned slightly across the table. His slender fingers held the hair clip and helped her clip it.

She felt as if her breathing was about to stop. She could only feel the faint scent of vanilla on his body engulfing her entire world.

"Alright." he said.

At this moment, he had already returned to his seat.

She lowered her head and drank her milk tea. Even her neck was red.

"Han Jinchu." He called out to her.

"Hmm?"

"You and Lemon are friends, and also my friends. So, if you have any problems in the future, feel free to look for me."

".."Han Jinchu thought he had heard wrong.

At this moment, Mo Lemon came over.

With Mo Lemon around, Han Jinchu no longer rejected Mo Yichen's offer to send her to work at the flower shop or send her home.