"I almost have to go back now?" He stood up.
Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong also stood up.
"I'll walk you out."
Jiang Nian didn't refuse and glanced at her.
"Just take me to the entrance of the neighborhood, my home isn't too far from here."
Li Qingrong originally intended to get her car keys, but seeing Jiang Nian's serious expression, she hesitated and withdrew her hand.
"Okay."
As they went outside, Li Qingrong was still wearing that purple windbreaker.
A girl wearing purple really has her own charm.
"Qingqing, your skin is so fair." Jiang Nian swallowed, momentarily overwhelmed by his childish thoughts.
"Huh?" Li Qingrong touched her face.
She couldn't quite follow Jiang Nian's train of thought. Sometimes he seemed reliable, but other times, quite childish.
The two weren't on the same wavelength at all, it was hard to tell what kind of content Jiang Nian's channel broadcasted.
Fruity Robo-Bo?
