Ma Qiu widened his eyes, looking at Donna.
Donna moved her lips a few times, whispering: "Senior, I was afraid I'd get squeezed out and couldn't find you, so I had to hold your hand. Is... is it okay, senior?"
Hearing this, Ma Qiu felt his heart clench, wanting to hold this adorable junior in his arms and protect her with all his might.
But he also understood where the line was, repeatedly telling himself that he was currently on a school assignment and mustn't act on impulse. He needed to stay calm, calm.
Calm!
"Phew—hah—"
After a deep breath and over a second, Ma Qiu smiled and looked at Donna, saying: "It's fine."
He then took Donna into the materials exchange fair hall, maintained his strong resolve, accompanied her through dozens of booths, and bought all the necessary living supplies, totaling two large bags.
More than half an hour later.
