As Chen Nan was pondering to himself, Lan Yuqin suddenly turned back and glared at him, "Stop dawdling, hurry up!"
"You were walking so slowly in the front, and you blame me for not keeping up?"
Chen Nan replied irritably, though Lan Yuqin was usually in charge at school, it was a bit much for her to be interfering even after they had left the school gates. He thought it was completely unnecessary.
"You dare talk back!"
Lan Yuqin's eyebrows shot up, and she grabbed Chen Nan's hand and dragged him toward the teaching building.
As Lan Yuqin pulled his hand, Chen Nan's fingers instinctively moved, gently touching her smooth, soft hand, which felt very comfortable.
She certainly noticed his little gesture, but she didn't make a fuss about it until they reached the office. Then, she suddenly let go of Chen Nan's hand, pointed at his nose, and scolded, "You jerk, that's so inappropriate! How could you do such a thing!"