Jing Shu widens her mouth into an "O" shape. She flushes, which is not apparent thanks to the darkness of the night.

"No worries. I have my pocket." Jing Shu says, retrieving her hand and putting it into her coat pocket quickly.

Beitang Xiu flicks his eyes and smiles, "We still need to walk to the car park, shall we?"

Jing Shu follows Beitang Xiu with her head down, thinking about what happened just now. He held her hand.

Biting her ...