His breath was like an orchid, spraying on her face as quickly as possible. It was like hot air, and Xu Ying's face burned in an instant.
It was really embarrassing, and she was vexed.
Her face must be very red now, and she would be a joke to him again, right?
In Leng Yerong's eyes, her fair face was blushing. She looked especially attractive and he was lost in her thoughts for a moment.
"Let's see if you still feel uncomfortable."
Xu Ying held her breath and blinked. I think I'm fine. Thank you.
The miniature Leng Yejin started to feel a little uncomfortable. He looked up with his bright eyes and asked Tong Lu, " "What time is it?"
"Half past eleven. Xiao Ye, are you sleepy?"
In fact, Shanshan was a little sleepy too. Tong Lu wanted to send Shanshan to the presidential palace. The person she wanted to spend the new year with was not around. It did not make much sense whether she should keep the countdown.
