No matter how unwilling Luo Yangyang was, she still fought with Feng Sheng from the bathroom to the big bed.
That night, her first half of the night had nothing to do with sleep.
It was the weekend.
It was winter, and the street breeze was slightly cold.
Luo Yangyang and You You were shopping hand in hand.
Strangers walked past her one by one. Luo Yangyang, who had been depressed for a few days, muttered," You You, Senior Yi is back."
"Oh." You You was busy drinking her coffee.
Luo Yangyang was unhappy with her cold reaction and glared at her.
Only then did she slowly raise her head, her round eyes filled with shock."Senior Yi? Feng Yi!"
"Yes." Luo Yangyang nodded silently.
"Then what about you? Does he know about you and Feng Sheng?" You You whispered again.
She knew it. Yangyang had been acting strange these few days. It turned out that her sweetheart had returned.
"I don't think you know how to do it." Luo Yangyang sighed.