Wang Xiaoqiang had just realized that not only did Zheng Ru have a pair of pretty hands, she also had a beautiful face.
"Brother Qiang, what are you looking at?" Feeling Wang Xiaoqiang's intense gaze, another layer of blush spread across Zheng Ru's face.
"Cough, cough... Nothing?" Wang Xiaoqiang awkwardly shifted his gaze away.
Zheng Ru had never been in a relationship before, and here in this foreign land, she couldn't find a suitable boyfriend, so she often felt very lonely. Sometimes, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Xu Xiaoya being so affectionate with each other, she envied Little Xu Xiaoya,
"Well, Little Ru, it's getting late, you should go back to sleep..." Wang Xiaoqiang, feeling a bit more relaxed, said to Zheng Ru.
"Brother Qiang, I, I can't sleep..." Zheng Ru said somewhat shyly.
"How can you not sleep? You've been working all day, aren't you tired?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked curiously.
