Xia qingchen hesitated for a moment before speaking,"Xia wuming."
"Oh, it's little brother nameless." Zhou Mengmeng did not realize that it was a fake name. "Can you tell me a story?"
for example, when you're out in the Jianghu, have you encountered any special stories? "
Xia qingchen smiled. He had never told a story to anyone before.
However, he had experienced so much in his life that any part of his life could be compiled into a wonderful story.
Therefore, he was able to do it easily.
Zhou Mengmeng was fascinated by the story. Sometimes, she was deeply entranced by it. Sometimes, she laughed out loud. Sometimes, she clapped her hands and praised it. She was completely attracted by the story.
The two of them quickly became familiar with each other.
Zhou Mengmeng was simply full of admiration for Xia qingchen.
"Let's stop here and continue tomorrow." Xia qingchen spoke.
