Mo Junhua's hand, which he lifted, then put down, then lifted again, finally settled gently around Lan Tian's shoulders.
Ji Feng's face turned brooding, and he was clearly not in good spirits. Knowing Lan Tian's occasional fits of craziness better than anyone, perhaps it was better for him to stay with Xiao Lan for a while. If they had to face sharp tongues and wild rumors, then they could just face them together.
Lan Tian's bold actions shocked the girls around, each with surprise written across their faces, filled with disbelief. In this era, to sling an arm around someone's shoulders was already considered somewhat inappropriate, not to mention lying on a man's lap in broad daylight with a crowd observing.
"How can she behave like that?" a girl asked cheekily, sticking out her tongue in disapproval of Lan Tian's actions.
No one answered the girl's question.