At nine in the morning in September, the campus was lush and verdant, the roadside leaves still speckled with dew that hadn't yet dissipated.
The air carried a scent unique to the early morning.
In the infirmary, Zhou Yuwen definitely wasn't giving Zheng Yanyan KFC without a reason.
What he hadn't expected was Zheng Yanyan going against the ethics of combat and seizing it directly.
Zhou Yuwen dodged slightly and chuckled, "What's up? Planning to use force?"
"Hmph!"
When her initial attempt failed, Zheng Yanyan devised another plan and abruptly hugged Zhou Yuwen's waist.
"Damn, what are you doing?"
This startled Zhou Yuwen who tried to pry Zheng Yanyan's hands off, but he hadn't anticipated that she would hold on so tightly. He then heard Zheng Yanyan stubbornly saying, "I want to eat KFC. If you don't let me eat, I won't let go."
"You're still resorting to clinging? Let go quickly, or don't blame me for taking advantage!"