Li Xiaobao and Zhang Ling walked up to the tricycle, with Li Xiaobao taking Zhang Ling's hand and helping her onto the seat.
This time it was just the two of them; Li Xiaobao wouldn't let Zhang Ling stand in the back.
"Xiaobao, thank you!"
Zhang Ling sat behind Li Xiaobao, tightly hugging him, feeling a sense of security in her heart.
"Hehe, how are you going to thank me then?"
Li Xiaobao, sitting in front, smirked mischievously and shifted backward playfully.
"Oh no, you rascal, someone's watching!"
Zhang Ling felt Li Xiaobao move and her cheeks slightly reddened.
Although they hadn't done anything substantial, Li Xiaobao's touch had already left its mark on her body. So, Zhang Ling let him make his little moves.
However, that was when they were alone; now, in the hospital yard, Zhang Ling naturally felt nervous and shy.
"Haha, this guy!"