Nightfall had descended and the sky had darkened as Xia Qingrou ordered some items online again and prepared to ride her motorbike to pick up the package.
Shen Mochen noted the dimming light outside and, knowing that Xia Qingrou was reckless with the accelerator, he offered to collect the package for her.
But this time, Xia Qingrou declined his offer, insisting on getting it herself. Shen Mochen couldn't do anything about it, so he let her have her way.
"This package for Sister Xia must be related to Shen, right?"
In the living room, Liu Chaoyan stretched her arms above her head, half lazy, half elegant, her eyes slightly squinted like a playful kitten.
Liu Chaoyan was not the prettiest in team 0819, but her every move—be it a nod with a smile or a contemplative frown—was like a series of perfect artistic portraits, vividly displaying the beauty of a young girl.
