Mu Mian clenched her scarf tightly. Although her voice was soft, it was firm. I'm not going back. I have to ask him. Brother Huan, you can go back first.
Brother Huan scratched the back of his head helplessly. I'd better wait for you. Otherwise, Zhenzhen will scold me if I let you go back alone at night.
"Thank you, brother Huan," mu Mian looked at him gratefully.
"You don't have to be so polite with me."
She stuck her head in and out of the entrance of the courtyard. The wooden door was ajar, and a large group of people were inside, all very excited.
Through the gaps in the crowd, she could see Tang Ji 'an frowning as he listened to the people.
She just leaned against the door and looked at him. Tang Ji 'an seemed to feel that someone was staring at him. He looked up and saw her sneaky head.
