Jiang He left angrily, not sitting here in broad daylight...
Before she left, she took her book with her.
She remembered her recent visit to Gong Ping, who was practicing yoga moves. On the mat, Gong Ping performed a split with her body pressing down, looking quite flexible.
Xu Qing must prefer that more.
Jiang He gave Xu Qing a fierce side glance.
Xu Qing was twirling his fingers, which made her grit her teeth.
"Xu Qing!"
"Yes?"
"We're not married yet!"
"I know, if we were married..." Xu Qing's voice trailed off, revealing a silly smile, like a fool on the street.
She felt relieved.
Mr. Chen said it well, what is its nature?
Early summer's new cotton.
After reflecting for a moment, he stretched languidly. He had written a movie review today and had just updated his video yesterday; suddenly, he found himself with nothing to do.
Xu Qing looked around and saw Jiang He sitting by the window, engrossed in the thick volume of "Three-Body Problem".
