Shui Qinqin leaned closer to Qin Lang, her face full of curiosity. It's perfectly normal for her, as a young person, to come out and have fun. But Qin Lang, being an older man, what's his reason for drinking alone?
With this approach, Shui Qinqin noticed that this older man, Qin Lang, maintained himself quite well, with not even a crow's foot to be seen at the corners of his eyes. His skin also seemed quite delicate.
This older man is actually quite good-looking!
Older man? Qin Lang didn't want to accept this label, yet he had to admit it.
He turned his head to say something to Shui Qinqin, but her face was so close that his lips almost touched her nose tip. He could already feel her breath.
The sudden closeness left both unprepared, causing Shui Qinqin to feel a bit awkward as she slightly distanced herself from Qin Lang.
