mu weiwei was instantly dumbfounded. she covered her face reflexively. " no... no? " how ... how could this be? you're wrong!"
sang ning looked at her in confusion. " your face is so red and you still say it's not red? i'm not blind. don't you think she's blushing, jon?"
chown immediately nodded. " it's a little red. "
sang ning stared at mu weiwei. after two seconds, she suddenly clicked her tongue. " not only is it red, but it's also very tender and beautiful. it's as if it's been moisturized by someone. " weiwei ... come on, tell me the truth. why are you hiding in this corner? don't tell me ... you've fallen in love with that senior from the tennis club and are having a tryst here?"
an ambiguous smile appeared on sang ning's face. as she spoke, she stood on her tiptoes and peeked behind mu weiwei, as if she was going to dig three feet into the ground and drag out the legendary " senior ".
mu weiwei's heart clenched at once.