Sheng Ting wore a simple white T-shirt with gold-rimmed glasses, which somewhat resembled how he was dressed the first time she saw him at the bar.
Comic-face looked divine from any angle.
Sheng Ting sat down beside her and took out a cup of milk tea from the bag he was holding and handed it to her, saying, "You ordered this last time, it should be your favorite flavor."
"Thank you," Shen Weiyi replied, the milk tea was still hot.
She held the milk tea in her hands and asked Sheng Ting, "Why are you here?"
"Xiao Yan said he wanted some food, I came out to buy some for him."
So late?
She then glanced at the milk tea in her hand; there were no branches of this milk tea brand nearby. The nearest shop was several kilometers away.
Even if he had come out to buy something, he wouldn't have come so far.
However, Shen Weiyi didn't call him out on it.
Instead, she stared at his face and asked, "Why are you wearing glasses?"
