Unimaginably beautiful.
Just how beautiful would that be?
Wei Yang's description made a group of comrades even more curious about Zuzi Xi.
Yet, this damn guy wouldn't elaborate, just leaving behind a line: "I'm going to guard the door for the beauty, please do not disturb if nothing urgent."
The crowd ground their teeth in frustration: "..."
The ordinary and honest-looking Wei Yang probably didn't even know how to write the word 'beauty'.
Wei Yang was grinning foolishly and when he looked up, he met a peach blossom face—
"Hey, Xiao Wei, why are you blocking the door? I'm going in to borrow a book."
Lately, Bai Fei felt that his girl-chasing skills were falling short.
Even as a Ph.D., he needed to supplement with new knowledge, munching on professional flirting books.
Who would have known.
Wei Yang put away his smile: "Mr. Bai, the library is closed for visitors at noon."
