Seeing Ye Zhan reach over, Momo smiled and refused, "There are only a few clothes in the bag, it's very light. I can carry it myself."
Although she knew Ye Zhan, they hadn't really spent much time together.
The feeling Ye Zhan gave her was actually a bit cold and distant.
Momo didn't know why he was at the airport, it seemed he really came to pick her up.
"Let me carry it for you."
Ye Zhan's hand stretched out, and despite the gentleness and calmness in his words, there was a military dominance and assertiveness.
Momo lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on his long and clean fingers.
After a slight hesitation, she nodded.
She extended the luggage bag forward a little.
Ye Zhan's long fingers grasped the strap, and she let go.
His gentle voice sounded again, "Let's go."
After speaking, he turned around and walked ahead.
"..."
Feng Yize, accused by Ye Zhan of being mentally unsound, just touched his nose and didn't dare make random comments again.
