Qian leisurely moved her sunglasses from her nose, took the beer handed over by Qiuqiu, clinked bottles with him, and then lazily began to speak.
"Want to ask me how to confess to Bai Jin? Want to give her a romantic memory?"
Qiuqiu chuckled; Qian is indeed extraordinary, truly foresighted!
"I don't know what she likes either, just want to give her a surprise. Qian, what do you think would be suitable?"
He and Bai Jin weren't love at first sight; their feelings grew over time. As they got to know each other better, they realized they were the right ones for each other.
Because he cares, he doesn't want to settle. For the past few days, Qiuqiu has been mulling over how to confess to give Bai Jin, who's been through a lot, a fond memory.
Such matters should naturally be asked from Qian; when it comes to insight into human nature, who can compare to Qian?
Qian drank several gulps of cold beer, then spoke slowly.
