Yudel understood her words.
In front of Edison, he blatantly whispered to her, "Not bad, right?"
Ziana raised her eyebrows, her eyes fixed on Edison. She said in a low voice, "Yes."
He was indeed perfect.
"Does he look familiar?" Yudel asked again with a smile.
Ziana's expression froze slightly, and hesitantly asked, "Have we met before?"
"I suppose so." Edison smiled.
Ziana couldn't help sitting up straight, "Then let me take a closer look."
It shouldn't be.
Edison's appearance and temperament were both the type she liked.
If she met him, she had no reason to let him go.
But...
She looked at it for two minutes, and her eyes fell on the red mole on his face.
It was so amazing just now that her mind was fluttering. Now she deliberately recalled it, it felt a little familiar.
There seemed to be such a person in memory.
But the impression was vague.
Ziana didn't speak.