Tang Jingming covered his head, wailing.
Turning around, Ye Tiao was behind him, looking… *cough*, quite neat.
His gaze followed beyond, Shi Mei had just walked out of the room.
The eye-stinging makeup on her face had been washed away clean.
Tang Jingming instinctively covered his little heart.
Here it came, again.
That heart-fluttering feeling named first love.
Shi Mei exclaimed with a face full of surprise, "Husband!"
Her voice was sweet and cute, soft and squishy like it was filled with marshmallows.
Ye Tiao had just lit a cigarette, but that voice choked him out.
Was this, a split personality?
Shi Mei, oblivious, clung tightly to Shi Lingyan's arm, rubbing against him, "Husband, why are you here? Hehehe, are you here for a date with me, Ye Bao, and Tang Baobei?"
Ye Tiao: "..."
666!
Shi Lingyan calmly pushed Shi Mei away, evidently used to such behavior from her.
Shi Lingyan did not respond to her, instead, he looked behind them.
