Leng Chenmo watched Tang Zhou with a flushed face striking poses, a mix of shyness and coquettishness, and couldn't help but have a smile tinge his profound eyes. After taking two photos, he directly handed his phone to Fu Zhuo, his voice sincere, "Do me a favor."
Then, he walked over to Tang Zhou, whose eyes blended innocence and flirtatiousness, and embraced him, wrapping his arms around Tang Zhou's waist...
Leng Chenmo's hand steadied Tang Zhou's waist, making Tang Zhou even more embarrassed; however, his embarrassment didn't stop him from fully displaying his unparalleled elegance. Even though he was actually a girl who had never worn a dress, today, he finally took the first step towards being one…
Fu Zhuo had a face full of black lines. Why was it that no matter where he went, he was always the one suffering from public displays of affection?
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