The young man walked to Tang Xi's side and saw the eye-catching red lipstick mark on his face. He bared his teeth. "Brother Xi, are you going to keep this red lipstick mark forever?"
Tang Xi raised his eyebrows and a doting and affectionate expression that did not match his style flashed past his devilish face. "I like it. Besides, this lipstick mark is to tell you guys to stop giving me women!"
The young man was speechless. He was doomed. Brother Xi was serious this time. Why did he have a feeling that Brother Xi would be miserable? Because he did not think that his goddess liked him!
When Tang Xi and the young man passed by the restaurant, Dai Xuan, who was sitting by the window, glanced outside inadvertently and happened to see Tang Xi with his hands in his pockets, a trace of evil laziness on his unrestrained handsome face.
