"Hehe, Sister Ying, if you want, you can also become Chen Mengyan." Yang Ming smiled. Even fools could understand the hinted meaning in the words.
However, although Zhao Ying heard it, she was not sure. Her face turned red and said, "How can I become Chen Mengyan? You only know how to talk nonsense. I am not a Transformer!"
"Ugh..." Yang Ming laughed twice and said immediately, "Sister Ying, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let's find a place to eat some food."
Zhao Ying nodded slightly, reflecting her shy expression in a tender and beautiful manner. However, under this moonlight, Zhao Ying was not very embarrassed. She thought that Yang Ming would not be able to see her face.
"Where do you want to eat?" whispered Zhao Ying.
