The Incomplete Pancake

Wang Yan had been considering whether or not he should take the initiative to greet her. While he was hesitating, she suddenly turned her head unexpectedly. Her gaze moved from his feet and bit by bit until it finally stopped the doggie's face.

"It's really magical... I saw a pair of small green shoes from the corner of my eye. The first thing I thought of was you. When I saw that pair of pink pants again, I nailed it."

She straightened her body and raised her chin slightly. Her slender neck was as straight as a swan's. She was obviously taking the initiative to greet him, but she had a haughty and arrogant look on her face.

"It's really hard on you. You actually dared to go out in such an ostentatious outfit... How about it? Doesn't it feel great to be a phoenix in a chicken coop?"

Who else could talk like this but He Miaomiao?