Little Su wasn't particularly heavy. She felt light as a feather on his back, like a bundle of cotton, but her clothes were quite well-padded.
She felt soft to the touch. Fortunately, she was wearing a padded jacket; if it were summer, her cherry tomatoes might've poked him.
"What are you thinking about?"
Su Muzhi suddenly leaned forward, lifting her head from Jiang Linyuan's shoulder.
They turned their heads, and their noses nearly bumped.
Su Muzhi instinctively wanted to pull back, but forced herself to stay still and smiled.
"Jiang, are you starting to fall for me?"
Looking at Little Su's faintly flushed face, Jiang Linyuan caught a waft of her sweet fragrance.
He thought for a moment.
"Little Su, it's not even New Year yet. How come you're already pickled?"
The smile vanished from Su Muzhi's face. She pinned his neck with her flashlight.
"Heh. Jiang, did you know that people can't speak when they're sunk to the bottom of the sea?"
"I'm a country boy. I've never been to the bottom of the sea, but a rich girl like Little Su must've been, right? Still, I'd like to remind you that if you stay underwater too long, water tends to get into your head..."
His neck was being squeezed.
Only after Jiang Linyuan fell silent did Su Muzhi nod in satisfaction and look at Shen Wanyu up ahead.
"She did that on purpose. Did you notice?"
If I hadn't, I might as well retire and let Xiao Yilin take over.
I was the one who invited Shen Wanyu to climb the mountain, and even though she knew Little Su wasn't very fit, she'd specifically told me to bring her along.
She was using Little Su's competitive streak to create chances for us to get closer.
Department Head, why