"Feng Lang, bro, your ears are way too long." Si Nuanqian said with a laugh as she stood up to greet him.
Feng Lang's narrow eyes swept over the room, and then he revealed a knowing smile, "Turns out Si Mo is 'thirsty'."
"Isn't it a bit uncool to talk behind someone's back?"
A displeased tone came from behind, causing Feng Lang's spine to chill. He quickly turned around and chuckled, "Heh heh, what I meant was to compliment your abilities. You didn't catch that?"
"Is that right?" Si Mo's brows slightly furrowed as he gave Feng Lang an up and down look, clearly doubting his sincerity.
"Of course, it's true," Feng Lang said as he clapped Si Mo on the shoulder, then turned to Xia Yiwan with a smile, "Wanwan, beauty, long time no see. Looking well-nourished, huh?"
Hearing this, Xia Yiwan forced a laugh, then shook off Si Mo's hand, "I'm going inside first."
So embarrassing!
Feng Lang laughed loudly and entered with Si Mo.
