When it comes to looks, even Xiao Mingxuan can't compare much.
Cheng Qiuyu, sitting on the sofa, instinctively straightened her body and looked incredibly at the suddenly appearing Tang Song.
It's been more than a month since they last met, never expecting to bump into each other at Yao Lingling's birthday party.
Looking at his face, for some reason, the previous cycling experience suddenly flashed in her mind.
Singing "New Boy," the double R's back seat, the body contact, the accelerated heartbeat, the strange reaction.
Her cheeks involuntarily turned red, her lips moved slightly, as if wanting to say something.
Immediately, a sharp shout came from the speakers.
"Senior Tang Song..." Yao Lingling opened her mouth wide, excitedly pointed at him, "You... How did you come here? Really?"
Tang Song laughed with a "puff," "Do you want to come and touch me yourself to confirm if I'm real?"
