Noticing his gaze, Gao Mengting turned her head and asked casually, "Is the luggage settled?"
"Yes." Tang Song nodded lightly, walking over to her side and naturally sitting down on the bed.
"Just give me a moment, it'll be done soon." Gao Mengting smiled gently and continued packing.
"No rush, take your time."
Tang Song's gaze quietly observed her graceful figure, a gentle smile on his face.
The atmosphere unknowingly turned a bit intimate.
Cheng Qiuyu quietly closed the door, stepped aside, her hands unconsciously twisting together, looking a bit uneasy.
At that moment, she keenly felt that she was a bit in the way.
Putting away the items not needed for now, Gao Mengting clapped her hands, "All done!"
Tang Song stood up, smiled, and blinked, "The weather outside is very pleasant, isn't it a waste not to go out for a walk?"
