Chiang Xiao laughed and nudged his chest with the back of her elbow, and then Meng Xinian also began to laugh.
His laughter seemed to possess a seductive power that made one's heart skip a beat.
It seems that what people say is true, the more indifferent a person usually is, the more magical their smile could be when it blooms.
Meng Xinian appeared to be just such a person.
Could it be that he truly liked Chiang Xiao, a girl who hadn't yet fully blossomed?
"Quick, look, it's so beautiful over there!" Ye Xiaoning pointed at a mountain ahead and exclaimed.
The mountain had a very unique shape, dipping down in the middle, with its sides higher up, looking like a giant bowl from where they were standing.
The sun sat just above the bowl, orange and beautiful, tinging the surrounding clouds red.
"Doesn't it look like a salted egg yolk is about to fall into the bowl?" Wang Yi turned and said to Chen Yin.
Chen Yin nodded, "It does."