"I'm here!"
As Lin Fan's Mercedes stopped below the high wall by the side of the Cultural Troupe, just as he opened the door to get out, he saw Yao Wan Jiao already squatting on top of the wall, her slender legs dangling carelessly, truly a breathtaking sight.
"Don't be so hasty, what if you fall down?"
Lin Fan hurried to the wall, and Yao Wan Jiao had already grabbed it, perched her tall figure precisely on Lin Fan's shoulders, and then slowly landed on the ground.
"People miss you, that's why I waited here."
Upon landing, Yao Wan Jiao happily burrowed into Lin Fan's embrace, savoring the long-missed sense of security.
"But this is also too dangerous, otherwise I'll try to get a pass so in the future I can go in to pick you up, it's better than climbing over the wall."
Holding Yao Wan Jiao's delicate body tightly, Lin Fan whispered considerately into her ear.