"Little nemesis, for a moment I thought you'd grown tired of the old and fallen for the new. Only smiling for the newcomers, never hearing the old ones weep, huh."
Qin Yanan plopped down on the sofa without a care for her image, grabbing from the half-eaten bag of chips Tang Feng had left from the day before and shoveling them into her mouth nonstop.
Her feet, perched on the coffee table, swung back and forth.
Tang Feng walked over and took her feet off the table, "You're at least considered a true goddess-level beauty, can't you care a little about your image?"
Qin Yanan shoved a chip into her mouth and glanced askance at him, "In front of you, there's no need."
Tang Feng was immediately puzzled, "Why is there no need in front of me?"
