"I…" Wait a minute, Fang Ping heard this voice. It did not seem to be a 'her', but a 'him'.
He frowned and sat up. The sleeping bag had fallen. The person had short hair. Wait a minute. This was Anthony.
Anthony looked at Fang Ping doubtfully. Since he had to keep watch at midnight, he had come over early to lay down and accumulate energy.
As he lay down, he suddenly had a strange feeling. He opened his eyes and saw Fang Ping looking down at him with a strange smile on his face.
Anthony looked at Fang Ping. "You, what are you doing?"
Fang Ping only felt a little awkward. He could only smile to ease the atmosphere. He did not expect Anthony to be so handsome. He had not noticed it usually. If he had known, he would have used his characteristics to identify a name first.
Seeing Fang Ping's smile, Anthony felt even more anxious.
He suddenly recalled that Ivan seemed to have mentioned before that Fang Ping was interested in him.
