Seeing that Song Tianmo finally settled down, she stood up, walked to his feet, placed his left foot on her leg, and began to massage it seriously.
"What delicious food did you eat tonight?" Song Tianmo lay on the bed, enjoying Ling Fei's massage while asking her this question.
Ling Fei had called Song Tianmo before she and Chu Luo went out tonight.
"Western Cuisine. Tsk, it was really tasty there, let's go there too someday." Thinking of Chu Luo's confession tonight, Ling Fei couldn't help but smile.
"We should go? Didn't you get enough tonight? Who treated you to dinner? Was it so memorable that you didn't get filled up?" Song Tianmo raised his brow, teasing her.
Ling Fei paused for a moment.
Her dark almond eyes sparkled like shooting stars in the night sky, dazzlingly bright.
"My brother."