"You must really like your boyfriend, right?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Mo gave a knowing smile, putting away her small mirror, her face flushed with shyness.
She looked like a girl who had just fallen in love, pure and sweet.
Shen Lan understood well. Girls like her were very popular.
"Your boyfriend must be very handsome. Otherwise, how would you have agreed on the first day you met?" said Shen Lan, grinning at Xia Mo.
Xia Mo still looked shy. Every time she thought about her boyfriend, her face turned red.
She nodded in response to Shen Lan's words, "Of course, Cheng Yanqing has always had good taste, he is indeed very handsome, he's my type."
"I never imagined that this handsome guy would be my boyfriend. It's just like a dream."
Looking at Xia Mo's beautiful face, Shen Lan didn't think as such, earnestly admonishing, "How can you talk like this? You can't belittle yourself."
