The night breeze carried the fresh scent of oranges and shower gel, and Shen Yuyan's soft body was almost nestled in Tang Song's embrace.
She raised her meticulously made-up school beauty face, with teardrops clinging to her lashes, reflecting fragmented light under the streetlamp.
Tang Song's heartbeat involuntarily quickened a bit.
In his line of sight, the color of the red barrage grew stronger, as if it was about to ignite.
[Tang Song! Tang Song! Tang Song!]
[Give me a chance! Let me prove it to you!]
[You might think I'm cheap and opportunistic, but I just want a chance!]
Tang Song, in the state of "Observer," could clearly feel her complex emotions.
Different from Lin Muxue.
Shen Yuyan had been outstanding since she was young, always the focus of attention in school, society, and online.
She was proud, confident, independent, ambitious, and driven.
To make her beg for a chance with such humility.
It indicated that she was indeed on the verge of collapse.
