At this moment, as he exaggeratedly narrated the story, he wanted to be the focal point of everyone's attention.
A few people sat in the booth, chatting for a while.
The crowd in the livehouse began to surge.
Wu Siqi pointed to a spot diagonally ahead, excitedly saying, "Drinks and food over at the bar are ready, let's go get some, drink, eat, and chat!"
"Go! Off we go! Let's grab a lot!" Li Jingrong immediately responded, affectionately pulling Zhang Minghua to stand up.
Tang Song glanced at Cinderella beside him, noticing the subtle glances in the surroundings.
He smiled, proactively reaching out to gently enfold her slightly cool hand in his palm.
Qian Lele's heart skipped a beat.
She lowered her head, hiding her flushed cheeks behind her falling strands of hair, letting him guide her.
They navigated through the intersections of flashing colorful lights and crowds in the Livehouse.
Silently feeling the sense of being enveloped, led, and protected.
