The young man was wearing a light orange hoodie, black casual pants, and a pair of sports shoes. When he leaned against the window and supported his chin on his elbow, he looked a little lazy.
The young man was holding a cup of milk tea and drinking it. The sleeves of his sweater were rolled up slightly, revealing the old red knot on his wrist and the smooth Bodhi Bead.
Zhou Zhou, who had been holding Ling Sheng's luggage, had already placed it on the luggage rack. He walked directly toward the young man and reached out to poke his shoulder. He greeted him with a smile. "Hi!"
Si Chengluo was also flying to S City? He was participating in next week's final of the talent show "C-Star" with Little Ye. Why did his stinky brother have time to run elsewhere? Shouldn't he be rehearsing harder?
Si Chengluo frowned slightly when he was touched. He was wearing his earphones, so he had not heard anything. He thought that someone had recognized him.
