Xiao Qimo followed Lu Mian's words and asked, "A pity about what?"
Lu Mian's eyes couldn't leave the bookshelves; there was even a lingering fascination. Her fingertips gently slid over the spines of the books. She turned around and lifted a bright, mischievious smile.
"Soon, none of these things will be yours." She laughed, with a hint of arrogance and dominance, "They'll all be mine."
"?"
"I applied to the physics department, I will always need them in the future."
Seeing that she was serious, Xiao Qimo paused and then nodded, "If you like them, I'll give them all to you."
"Then you will accompany me in the experiments," Lu Mian said, noticing Xiao Qimo's hesitation and deep contemplation, her thoughts slightly stirred.
She reached out, pinching the man's sleeve between her index finger and thumb, and gave it a gentle tug, "Is that okay, Xiao... senior?"
"..."
This damn, sudden coquetry!
