Shen Hanqian remained silent, the topic was too intimate. "…"
It was only because the surrounding light was dim that Shen Hanqian dared to boldly look at him, and he was looking at her too, his eyes bearing a familiar gleam.
This feeling made her heart ache, her throat tingling and hurting.
Xiao Qingcang stepped forward and touched her hair.
The soft and smooth sensation made him unwilling to let go. "How have you been lately?"
His touch was not frivolous, more like a brotherly caress, which warmed her heart and made tears uncontrollably flow. "Not bad!"
The two words were nasally, sounding particularly pitiable.
Xiao Qingcang chuckled. "Is that really 'not bad'? Why do I feel it's quite miserable?"
"No!" She still had a heavy nasal voice. "Really, it's been not bad, Qiao Junnan has been quite nice to me lately!"
"Hmm!" Xiao Qingcang's expression darkened slightly, but he didn't ask anything further. "Is that Miss Chen still living at your place?"
