Deep into the night, a request for pink.
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"It's that annoying Si Lang again." Lian Manman muttered quietly to herself, taking a step to the side.
"Manman, your mother said you shouldn't come to play on the ice. How come you're here?" Si Lang stopped in his tracks, addressing Lian Manman, his eyes also glancing at the ice sled Wu Lang was holding.
Liulang slowly skated over, stopping next to Si Lang. He lifted his arm and used his sleeve to wipe his nose, also looking at Wu Lang's ice sled.
"If you don't want me to tattle, let me have a turn with the ice sled." Si Lang pointed at the ice sled. He wouldn't dare to provoke Manman when she was alone, but now, aside from Manman, there was Wu Lang, Xiao Qi, and a tall girl who looked like she could fight. If he hadn't thought that he had something on Manman, he would just salivate over the ice sled without daring to come close.
