She moved closer to li Yizhen and said something, causing the two of them to smile ambiguously.
Song Shijun, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.
The two of them changed the topic from men to something else.
Just then, han qiqing came out in a light yellow dress. She looked young and beautiful, full of girlish charm.
The shop assistant praised her, " miss, this dress suits you very well. It brings out your noble temperament. &Quot;
Han qiqing had heard such exaggerated words too many times and had long been immune to them.
She walked up to song Shijun and kicked the sofa.
"How is it?"
Song Shijun looked up with a smile in his eyes. He nodded and said, " yes. &Quot;
Han qiqing turned to face the mirror, looking quite satisfied.
"This one is fine."