The stylish and bright living room was filled with the rhythmic sound of music encircling the surroundings.
As he exchanged glances with Xue across the room, Tang Song's throat slightly rolled.
He could be sure that her "I'm fine with anything" was a deliberate tease.
After all, what needed to be done had been done, and with the [whispers of Lin Muxue] experience, he understood Xue from the inside out extremely well.
In the past few days, he had been thoroughly pleasured with the company of the understanding and witty big sister Wen Ruan, which in turn opened up his thoughts and broadened his views.
Tang Song gently wrapped his arms around the beautician friend's soft waist, admiring Xue's pretty face.
He joked, "Actually, I'm easy too. The bed in the master bedroom is two meters wide, so the three of us could sleep together if we wanted."
Next to him, Zhao Yaqian first froze upon hearing this, then burst out laughing with a "pfft," leaning her head on Tang Song's shoulder.
