"No, thank you."
Ye Manman didn't feel like talking too much with them. Regardless of gender, the thoughts on their faces were too obvious, especially their eager eyes made her very uncomfortable.
After rejecting the young intellectuals, Ye Manman rubbed her somewhat numb legs, the tingling and sore feeling made her unconsciously let out a soft whimper, and then she looked up at He Chen with a pout.
"He Chen, my legs are numb~ Can you hold me the other way around?"
He Chen's big hands were particularly warm, just enough to wrap around her two feet, Ye Manman felt extremely warm, but her legs were indeed numb.
At this point, she probably couldn't stand up anymore.
He Chen responded with an "Mm," carefully turning her around, and Ye Manman switched to a knee-hugging position, leaning into He Chen's embrace, now her back was warm too.
Ye Manman comfortably squinted her eyes.
"He Chen, am I heavy? Are your legs numb?"
