Special

Emily replied with a smile.

Behind Randy were those eight players in casual clothes. They followed and extended their greetings one by one. But Emily only noticed one of them. He was that Milk Tea Bro. He was in a loose black fleece and wore a cap. Fixed his eyes on the phone, he seemed to be playing the games. And he only followed the others and didn't notice what they are saying. He just murmured "hello" and didn't even raise his head.

From afar, Emily could only see his long eyelashes. He ... really looked like a girl.

"What are you looking at?" When she regained her senses, they had left for the guest house. Vincent stood in front of her, blocking the warm sunlight.