Go hang a red string _1

Her boyfriend's words provided great comfort, as Nian Yuyu deluded herself into forgetting the countless hot pots and milk teas she had consumed over the past few days, as well as her weight, which had almost hit three digits.

The two of them clung to each other sickeningly sweet, but their moment was ruined by the taxi driver who couldn't stand it any longer.

"Miss, you haven't taken your suitcase yet!"

...

Nian Yuyu's face flushed, and she quickly pushed Chu You away.

Chu You was calmer than her, his expression unchanged as he took two heavy suitcases out of the taxi's trunk.

The taxi left hastily.

Nian Yuyu reached out to take a suitcase, but Chu You dodged.

"I'll take it."

"Did you buy a new suitcase?"

He remembered that when she left, she had only taken one.

"Yeah, otherwise the gifts wouldn't fit," Nian Yuyu followed him into the elevator.

The cramped space felt even more constricted due to the two enormous suitcases.