Knowing full well there would be paparazzi around, he felt confident in his ability to handle them. So, after relieving Ying Jing of her endless chatter, he smiled and pulled her into his arms.
"Thinking about you is the same as thinking about myself."
He loved watching her laugh, loved the way she swayed with the music, holding a glow stick and dancing along.
Every quirky expression of hers filled him with joy.
"Where do you want to go next?"
"Eat spicy chicken, then watch a movie, take a stroll after the movie. After the stroll, head home and sleep with Wen Fucheng."
Her small face was flushed with excitement from the stadium crowd, still wearing a rosy hue.
The man lowered his head and pecked her red lips.
After people left, Zhang Yang wiped his sweat and led the team to nab all the people secretly filming.
They originally intended to stalk Qi Siyan and Bai Mengyao.
