The bookshelf where the two of them were sitting was very high, with rows of books packed tightly together.
Many of Fang Chixia are simply out of reach.
Looking around, she caught a glimpse of a herringbone ladder not far away. She moved the ladder over and climbed up while holding on to it.
As soon as he stood firm and raised his hand to pick up the book, the ladder suddenly shook.
Fang Chixia's face changed slightly. She wanted to hold on to something to steady herself, but a pair of arms suddenly stretched out out of thin air in mid-air.
Before Fang Chixia could sense it, someone hugged her slender waist from behind, her body was picked up easily, and she fell lightly into a certain embrace.
A very warm embrace, with a faint aroma of green grass, I can't tell what kind of grass it is, and it is as refreshing as the sudden wind blowing from the lakeside.
It is a taste exclusive to Leng Qihan.
Fang Chixia's face was raised in surprise, and she stared at his face above her head, slightly stunned.
Lowering his eyes, his gaze fell lightly on her face, but he did not let go of her immediately.
"You used to do this kind of thing when you were a kid!" His voice was very low, like a mute violin, and he was intoxicated.
"Did I?" Fang Chixia didn't remember everything that happened too long ago, so she defended herself reflexively.
"I picked you up four times in the school library! I picked you up three times when setting up the venue for class activities! I picked you up from the chair three times when the school organized the award ceremony!" Leng Qihan stared into her eyes and said, List one.
He spoke in great detail, remembering exactly what occasion, where, and even how many times.
Fang Chixia was a little stunned by him like this.
After staring at him for a long time, she seemed to have obviously failed to respond to his words.
She never expected that he would remember such a thing so clearly!
"Why are you so careless?" Leng Qihan sighed, "Bad habits haven't changed since childhood!"
"It's a problem with the ladder!" Fang Chixia defended himself.
"Really?" Leng Qihan didn't seem to expect that she would seriously defend herself on this matter, and the corner of his eye twitched.
He knew that she just wanted to save some face for him, so he twitched the corners of his lips slightly, but instead of revealing it, he followed her words and said, "Just say so!"
Fang Chixia felt that his words were particularly far-fetched, but she did not continue to dwell on the matter.
She is often a little careless in this regard. She loses her guard as soon as she stands up, and accidents can easily happen if her body is slightly unbalanced.
"Be careful in the future!" Leng Qihan put her down.
"Yeah!" Fang Chixia replied to him.
"What book do you want to get?" Leng Qihan raised his head and glanced at the place where she had just stretched out her hand.
"The one on the far left!" Fang Chixia raised his finger and pointed.
Leng Qihan was much taller than her, with long arms and legs. He only took two steps up the ladder, raised his arm, and easily helped her take down the book.
Fang Chixia was interested in a book about the geography and humanities of Country Y.
Leng Qihan glanced at the cover of the book and handed it to her, "Not bad!"
Fang Chixia held the book in her arms, turned around and walked out of the library, "Let's go, I'll treat you to lunch!"
Her steps were brisk, there was no trace of haze on her face, and her long hair was tied casually into a ponytail. She was lively and relaxed, like a student who had just stepped out of a middle school campus.
With her like this, Leng Qihan seemed to see her before she met Luo Yibei.