Looking at his dejected appearance, Han Yingying couldn't bear to refuse and quickly nodded her head.
Seeing her agree, Shen Mosheng's eyes lit up, and he picked her up and walked away.
"Hey, put me down, I can walk by myself."
"I want to hold you."
Han Yingying had no choice but to lie obediently in his arms, allowing him to carry her.
The longer they were together, the less she knew how to refuse Shen Mosheng, especially when Shen Mosheng acted coy.
The receptionist looked at the two of them and said with a kind smile, "You two really are affectionate."
"Mhm," Shen Mosheng happily responded, his gaze on Han Yingying becoming even gentler.
Han Yingying returned his gaze, her eyes also filled with deep affection and gentleness.
The two of them exchanged affectionate looks without any hesitation, eliciting envy from others.
However, just as they were about to step into the elevator, they witnessed an awkward scene.
