Gu Shiting looked at her, his eyes ablaze, as if holding a handful of fire.
Sheng Tang felt a bit embarrassed.
"Tangtang, you've grown up." He suddenly said without any context.
Sheng Tang didn't know how to respond.
In Sheng Tang's view, it was always Gu Shiting who seemed childlike; she was always the adult.
The crew had a lot of staff, who set up four racks of beef, with the chefs responsible for grilling.
It was getting a bit cold at night.
Perhaps due to the high altitude, the sky was exceptionally clear, like a fine dark gem adorned with stars.
The stars were bright, casting their gentle glow.
Everyone went to find jackets.
Gu Shiting returned to the tent and took out two jackets. One he gave to Sheng Tang, the other he kept for himself.
Gu Shiyan saw it, thinking to herself, "Little rascal!"
Completely unaware that his own sister was also there.
At this moment, Gu Shiyan missed Song Chen.
