The man in front spoke seriously, and Song Yi quickly reacted.
She pursed her lips and shyly lowered her head. "Isn't this... not good?"
Tang Si looked at her with an indifferent expression, even his gaze was calm, "What's not good about it?"
The tone was calm as well, all on the same parallel line, with no hint of ups and downs, as if he was not joking with her?
Song Yi silently pondered over all this, slightly suppressing her emotions. If emotions were volatile, does that count as a type of depression?
Thinking this, she looked at Tang Si, "So when you say 'now' you mean...?"
This topic was like a game of soccer, Song Yi kicked it back to Tang Si, which was a smart move.
Tang Si's gaze fell on the bag, "Isn't there one inside?"
Song Yi didn't look at her bag but saw a faint smile in Tang Si's eyes.
He was just teasing her just now.
Song Yi raised the bag in her hand and threw it at him, "Go change."
Even changing clothes requires him to put on such a grand show.
