Shen Dang's distinct facial features reflected onscreen.
He was close to the camera, and the enlarged image of his face could not hide his handsomeness; it even exuded a breathtaking beauty.
His peach blossom eyes sparkled with a smile, causing Qiao Xi to involuntarily curve her lips into a gentle smile, as graceful as ever.
"I missed you," Shen Dang said straightforwardly, his simple words carrying a deeper meaning.
Emotions surged within Qiao Xi, yet her expression remained calm as she playfully turned the tables, "Why are you stealing my lines?"
Shen Dang raised an eyebrow with interest, "I'm stealing your lines?"
Since she missed him, why didn't she just say it directly instead of beating around the bush?
"Yeah."
Qiao Xi's pursed lips revealed a faint smile.
Shen Dang clicked his tongue, his expression slightly displeased: "You finish up and call someone else before me, where's the missing me in that?"
He couldn't see it.
