"I'm here to learn, what am I going to a milk tea shop for? Beautiful lady, since you're leaving, can you give me the book in your hand? I've been looking for it for a long time."
Baiyu kept his eyes straight ahead.
Tang Xiaoyu snapped out of her dreamy state, a bit incredulous:
"You just want the book in my hand? Don't you want to do something else?"
"I'm here for the book, is that strange to you?"
"Uh..."
She couldn't find words for a moment.
Not to brag, but her looks are definitely a solid nine or more.
Whether it's her figure or aura, she's miles ahead of those internet celebrities who overdo Photoshop, filters, and magical makeup.
I've even lowered myself to invite you!
Jerk, do you have to crush my self-esteem like this?
Tang Xiaoyu felt like she'd taken a 10,000-point critical hit.
Her snow-white chest heaved continuously, but looking at him, she couldn't muster any anger.
Take it, take it, you can have it all!
