Zhang Xiaoshan, who was admiring the legs, was startled awake and answered Jia Lanhua with a timid voice.
"What? I wasn't looking at anything, I was just thinking about something."
As he spoke, he also lifted his head to look at Jia Lanhua and happened to catch the slight, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of her mouth. His heart trembled involuntarily; this woman was truly fatal. But what did her attitude imply? Was she flirting with me? Hinting at me?
And there were those previous encounters, where Jia Lanhua's attitude towards him seemed to have a bit of a push-and-pull quality.
Could it be that she…
The thought crossed Zhang Xiaoshan's mind, and his heart immediately felt as if it were being tickled by a cat, a strong itching sensation.
At this moment, Jia Lanhua sat down right next to Zhang Xiaoshan, turned towards him with a smile, and asked,"
"Little Shan, your aunt wants to know, are you and Luo Meili involved with each other?"
"Ah?"
