That exquisite milky white color entered Kang De's eyes.
He was slightly stunned. The corner of his skirt gently fell and covered everything again.
Kang De looked away as if nothing had happened and at Tina.
Tina looked back at him.
No one spoke.
Silence.
It was not that he had nothing to say, but there were too many things to say, but he had no clue where to say them.
The two of them were very close and sat almost side by side. The girl's poetic and picturesque face was right in front of him. Just quietly watching was a rare enjoyment in the world.
Although she did not put on any makeup, it was beautiful enough and even more tempting, because male chauvinists liked women with no makeup—of course, it specifically referred to the kind of girl who could defeat all the girls on the street without makeup.