Qiao Xi's eyes lowered, her tone indifferent as she said, "No, just casually looking around."
Any sound would do.
Qiao Xi was still focused on the food.
She stopped eating when she was half full.
She was a big star after all, and eating hot pot late at night felt a bit sinful.
Shen Dang raised his eyes to see her tilting her head back to drink a glass of water, her white and smooth swan neck was very pretty.
It was vivid and appealing.
Shen Dang's Adam's apple unconsciously moved up and down.
"Done eating?"
Shen Dang's voice was husky and deep as he spoke.
"Enough, eating too much makes it easy to gain weight," Qiao Xi said offhandedly.
"You're not fat," Shen Dang said, stroking his chin, his dark gaze falling on Qiao Xi's slender waist: "You're actually very thin."
But then again, female stars were usually a bit more strict with their figures.
Qiao Xi: "..."
Qiao Xi felt his gesture and gaze were somewhat rogue-like.
