Lin Lan felt a little dazed as she followed Li Xiangyang out of the warehouse. Touching her scorching-hot cheeks, she turned and saw the slight smile on his lips. She reached out and pinched his waist.
Li Xiangyang turned and saw her face was as red as a cooked shrimp. He laughed, pulled her scarf up to wrap around her head and face, and led her out the door.
When they reached the Eucalyptus Forest, Yang Liying had already packed up her stall and was waiting. Seeing them approach, she said, "Let's get going! It's so cold!"
Lin Lan looked at Yang Liying, who was stamping her feet from the cold, and felt a little guilty. "Yeah, it's getting colder. It looks like it might snow."
"Put your things on the pushcart. Lin Lan can give you a ride on her bike," Li Xiangyang said as he lifted Yang Liying's tofu-carrying pole and the wooden bucket of tofu pudding onto the cart. The three of them then left the Eucalyptus Forest together.
