Perhaps it was because Ya Tianxing didn't show any aggression in that moment, and there was something different about him; in the end, Mo Shangjun didn't struggle to free herself.
She let him lead her all the way to the cafeteria.
And ever since she got "a little closer" to Ya Tianxing, Mo Shangjun truly hadn't noticed any more evaluative glances.
The two of them stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, stopping in their tracks.
Ya Tianxing naturally let go of her wrist, and Mo Shangjun drew back her wrist, slipping her hand into her pocket, her movement seeming casual and natural.
"The door's closed."
Looking up at the firmly shut doors, Mo Shangjun said blandly.
With a smile in his eyes, Ya Tianxing said to her, "There's also a back door."
Huh?
The back door?
Before Mo Shangjun could react, Ya Tianxing had already lifted his leg and started walking in the direction of the back door.