At the same time, Tang Mingqi and his eldest brother were sitting opposite each other on the sofa. Their slender and well-proportioned legs were crossed. One was as warm as jade, while the other was fresh and handsome.
The living room was cold and quiet with no lights on. The moonlight poured in like water. In the silence of the room, no one spoke.
"What is it you want to say?"
Tang Mingzhou leaned forward and picked up a red and plump apple. His knuckles were clean and distinct. In the blink of an eye, he had peeled off a thin and long peel and handed the apple over.
Tang Mingqi took a big bite. "Don't you feel that Susu has changed too much?"
At the thought of his sister, the man's lips curved into a doting smile. "Has she?"
