"No way, Tangtang, I didn't do anything. How did I turn into a hooligan?" Leng Lingxiao threw a flirty wink and continued to tease.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaowan stomped on him furiously and then walked away.
"Hey, little girl, wait for me."
"Don't walk so fast, it's the middle of the night. I'm scared; you can't just leave me behind."
A big man talking as if he were a powerless damsel in distress, Tang Xiaowan turned her head and looked at him with disgust.
Why did she like someone like him?
Before her memory loss, maybe she was too young, naive and confused, but now, she still liked him.
She seriously suspected there was something wrong with her brain.
"Hey, Tangtang, what are you looking at? Do you think... I've gotten a lot handsomer recently?"
Leng Lingxiao praised himself while casually flipping his hair, his narcissism making Tang Xiaowan burst into laughter.
"Please, could you be any more disgusting?"
