A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

Li Xixue's brain went blank on the spot.

She was lifted up in Lu Yang's arms in a princess carry.

At this moment, Lu Yang supported her leg with one hand and her back with the other.

Li Xixue's body stiffened slightly, and her hands subconsciously went around his shoulders and gently placed behind him.

She looked up and saw Lu Yang's profile.

Their faces were very close, and she could clearly see the lines of Lu Yang's chin.

But that's not the point. The point is this posture...

So embarrassing!

This is right on the street!

Even so, at least, at least we should go home first.

Passersby were already watching.

Li Xixue's face was burning hot.

She tried to break free, but Lu Yang didn't give her the chance.

"Put me down right now!"

"Shut up, don't say anything."

Lu Yang's tone remained commanding.

He knew very well that if he didn't do this, the other party would never obediently listen.

Li Xixue opened her mouth, but in the end she listened to him and closed it.

She found herself increasingly losing her footing in front of Lu Yang.

She initially wanted to refuse, but her heel was indeed in severe pain.

And today she specifically changed into a pair of high heels that were even higher than usual.

It looks nice, but it's really not suitable for walking.

Throughout the journey, Li Xixue's heart was pounding. She could feel the warmth of Lu Yang's arms and the rise and fall of his body as he walked.

at the same time.

Across the street.

Li Xiaochen was dressed in trendy clothes, still sporting her signature striking blonde hair, and carrying several shopping bags.

"Mom, can we stop shopping... I'm exhausted."

Song Qiulan stood beside him, frowning slightly. "Hurry up! You haven't been back for so long, shouldn't you spend more time with your mother?"

"But Mom, you've been shopping for so long and bought so much stuff, I really can't walk anymore!"

Li Xiaochen was exhausted, looking like a salted fish.

"Also, why don't you ask my sister to go shopping with you?"

"Looking for your sister?"

Song Qiulan thought for a moment.

Right.

After visiting only a few clothing and jewelry stores, Li Xiaochen started complaining that she didn't want to work there anymore.

It's still more comfortable shopping with my daughter.

After all, her daughter resembles her.

Li Xiaochen thought for a moment and said, "By the way, what's my sister doing now? She should be off work by now, right?"

"Why don't you ask her to keep you company?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qiulan was about to call her daughter's cell phone.

But the next moment.

She put her phone down.

After all, her daughter now has a boyfriend and they live together, so she, as the mother, shouldn't interfere.

Otherwise, it would be bad to delay the young couple's plans.

Just then.

Li Xiaochen's gaze passed over Song Qiulan's shoulder and settled on the other side of the street.

There was a man carrying a woman in a princess carry.

The man was dressed casually, and his back view looked somewhat familiar.

The woman's hair was loose, and her face was buried in the man's shoulder. She was not very clear, but she looked somewhat familiar.

Li Xiaochen narrowed her eyes.

That figure from behind...

"mom."

He tugged at Song Qiulan's sleeve. "Look over there."

Song Qiulan followed his gaze and looked over. At first, she couldn't see clearly, but when she did, her expression slowly changed.

Why does that woman look a bit like my daughter?

Li Xiaochen, carrying shopping bags, stared at the woman being hugged for several seconds.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again.

Her hair was loose, and her figure resembled that of her older sister.

But he wasn't sure.

After all, who is Li Xixue?

She is my own older sister.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never seen his own sister yield to any man.

Not to mention letting a man carry you around like a princess.

Li Xiaochen paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Mom, that woman... she looks like my sister to me?"

Song Qiulan frowned and immediately rejected the idea.

"Impossible. Do you think I don't know your sister's personality? Would she let a man hug her like that in the street?"

Li Xiaochen thought for a moment.

Also.

Given Li Xixue's personality, would she really be carried around in a princess's arms on the street?

Unless it's the end of the world.

However, it is quite unusual for a man to carry a woman in a princess carry while walking down the street.

Li Xiaochen raised her phone, pointed it at the other side of the street, and snapped a photo.

The people in the photo are somewhat blurry. The woman's face is buried in the man's shoulder, and her long hair hangs down, covering most of her face.

Immediately afterwards, he casually clicked on his WeChat Moments.

Edited a new post.

I just saw a couple on the street, their PDA was so over-the-top… those two awful lovers! May all lovers in the world end up as siblings!

Song Qiulan withdrew her gaze and spoke to Li Xiaochen.

"Alright, alright, stop looking and let's go."

"Still shopping?"

Li Xiaochen's face turned green. "Mom, I really can't walk anymore..."

……

Lu Yang carried Li Xixue into a women's shoe store.

The storefront isn't large, but the decor is quite exquisite.

The motion-activated doorbell rang.

The female shop assistant looked up, saw what was happening, and froze.

A man carried a woman in his arms.

The woman's face was buried in the man's chest, her ears burning red.

The shop assistant opened his mouth.

No, are people this direct these days?

"Welcome..."

The shop assistant immediately greeted them with a smile.

"Do you have any comfortable shoes? Preferably flat ones."

Lu Yang got straight to the point.

The salesperson quickly replied, "Yes, yes, yes! Would you like sneakers or casual shoes?"

"Relaxed."

"Okay, this way please."

The shop assistant led the two to the casual shoe section.

There are many shoes for girls on display inside.

"Put me down..."

A muffled sound came from Lu Yang's chest.

Lu Yang looked down and found that Li Xixue was still in his arms.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Lu Yang quickly placed Li Xixue on the sofa next to him.

Li Xixue's face was still red.

I was so embarrassed to be carried by Lu Yang the whole way.

If this is discovered, where will she be able to explain herself?

Surely no one saw it?

Ok.

Nobody saw it.

The shop assistant paused for two seconds, then quickly looked away; her professionalism prevented her from staring any longer.

"Sir, what size does this lady wear?"

Lu Yang looked down at Li Xixue and asked, "How old?"

Li Xixue sat on the sofa, her fingers unconsciously pressing down on the hem of her skirt.

"36".

She answered in a slightly dry voice.

Lu Yang said, "I'm asking about your shoe size."

"Also 36."

"..."

Lu Yang nodded, then picked out a pair of French-style studded flats from the shelf, which perfectly matched her outfit.

He squatted down.

"Lift your foot."

Li Xixue hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out her right foot.

Lu Yang grasped her ankle, and when his fingers touched the red mark, Li Xixue instinctively flinched.

"Don't move."

He took off his black high heels.

Li Xixue's feet were indeed very beautiful, fair and slender, but there was a small patch of skin chafed on her heel, with a little blood seeping out.

She gently bit her lip: "...It hurts."

Lu Yang said, "Then I'll be gentle."