Yun Yi turned his head to look at Xiao Moli, "I remember you once had a girl you liked, right?"
Xiao Moli was too lazy to respond to his nonsense, his gaze never leaving An Ziqi for even a moment.
She was running merrily, her high ponytail swinging left and right behind her head as she ran.
Lively and charming, just like her personality.
Her youthful spirit blended seamlessly among the group of eighteen- or nineteen-year-old high school students.
If you didn't know, you'd probably think she was a student here too.
No one would believe she was already a mother of two.
This is his wife, Xiao Moli's handsome face was full of pride.
Yun Yi stepped away from him a few paces in utter disdain.
An Ziqi had many fans, but the number one superfan was undoubtedly Xiao Moli.
However, this number one superfan kept his fanboy status a secret from his idol.
Yun Yi curled his lips into a mischievous smile.
Over there, Xiao Moli was looking at An Ziqi with a gaze full of laughter.
