Wang Haifei's voice was very casual.
"Actually, at our age,"
"we shouldn't think too much, having fun while we can is the right approach."
"18-year-old boys, they're so energetic."
"Although my approach might be hiding my head in the sand, there are some loves that just can't start."
"Somebody has to hide their head in the sand for it to ever begin, otherwise, it never will."
In Wang Haifei's voice, there was also a hint of intoxication, as if her eyes could see right through Shen Rongfei's thoughts.
"All right, Beautiful Lady Shen, let's go shopping."
Shen Rongfei continued shopping with Wang Haifei, but she was somewhat restless.
...
In the afternoon, Li Zhiyan was massaging Su Mengchen the whole time.
He hoped that Su Mengchen's limp would heal soon, so he definitely had to apply a good amount of force.
Su Mengchen's voice had become somewhat hoarse.
In the evening, as Su Mengchen leaned on Li Zhiyan's shoulder, she felt as if her ankle had been reborn.
