Qiao Ruoxin returned to find the group already starting their second game.
She saw Mo Chen sitting there alone, smoking, his towering silhouette appearing somewhat despondent.
She walked over and stood in front of the man, blocking the light in front of his eyes.
The man looked up at her, his handsome features shrouded in a layer of faint laziness and ruffian charm, with smoke swirling around him.
With a slight smile on her lips, her beautiful eyes blinked, "They say the safest distance between a man and a woman is three steps."
She sat down three steps away from Mo Chen, smiling sweetly at him, "Do I look beautiful to you from this distance?"
Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils reflecting the delicate face as he responded in a low, muffled voice, "Yeah..."
In the noisy private room, the two of them just looked at each other like that.
Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man's sexy jawline, which had gotten a bit thinner than two years before.