Extra. Almighty Song vs Mo Yang (2)

Although the whispers of the employees behind them were very soft, the two of them had good hearing and heard everything clearly.

The two of them could not help but tighten their grip on each other's hands. They turned their heads in tacit understanding and smiled at each other. A silent warmth slowly flowed in the air.

The atmosphere was just right.

A large bouquet of bright and colorful flowers suddenly entered their field of vision.

"Qingsong, this is for you."

A young and proud man was standing next to her with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

It was obvious that he did not care about Mo Yang's existence at all. His pair of affectionate eyes looked straight at Song Qingsong, and those mushy words of love poured out like running water, sentence after sentence.