Having spoken, Fang Minhui's eyes were misty, and she bashfully lowered her head, wishing she could bury it completely in her chest.
She often scrolled through videos and jokes, and Chen Ling would inject these things into her from time to time, so of course, she knew what Shen Yuan meant by his words.
He just wanted it, didn't he...
Meanwhile, the perplexed Shen Yuan on the opposite side was thinking, hold on, sis, I was just asking if you want a hot or cold drink, what's with that expression?
After a two-second pause, Shen Yuan realized, oh dear, her mind went there?
To be honest, facing Fang Minhui who had studied dance and had a graceful figure, especially with her shy demeanor now, Shen Yuan also felt somewhat stirred.
After all, the last time he had been with Zhou Wanting was, well, the time before the last.
As a young man brimming with vitality, he had saved up quite a bit, and he really needed to spend it.
