She stretched her limbs, "Are they going to live like this in the future?"
Chen Cheng, with a cigar in hand, replied, "No, Wan Wan was originally looking for a house, and Mei Xiang decided to move out today."
"Wan Wan, Mei Xiang," Shulin snorted lightly, "you seem pretty intimate with them."
"You're getting jealous again."
Chen Cheng smiled helplessly and sat down next to Wen Shulin, "In my heart, they're not the same as you, you know that."
Wen Shulin pouted, "I don't care, I just don't like hearing you call them so affectionately."
Chen Cheng took hold of Wen Shulin's hand, "Alright, stop being petulant."
He rubbed the smooth back of her hand, "Now that we've met the people and had our meal, what comes next, hmm?"
"Not in the mood."
Chen Cheng chuckled, "I meant, how about a cup of tea? What were you thinking?"
Wen Shulin's face blushed slightly as she glared at Chen Cheng, "You're always so hard to deal with."
She stood up, "Come on, what are we still doing here?"
