"Then you can give me a hand." Han Yan said.
Moze stood there steadily for a while and said, "Are you sure you can stand up?"
"Not sure."
Mo Ze hesitated for a while, then walked to Han Long and hugged him sideways.
Han Yao felt himself suspended in the air all of a sudden and was a little panicked. When he saw that it was Moze holding him, he struggled dishonestly.
"Put me down. I have legs of my own." Han Yan shouted.
"If you don't want to attract attention, don't scream." Mo Ze whispered into Han Long's ear.
There is also a companion piece!
Purpose: May the love in middle school be the most beautiful
