Li Xiaoqiang was completely dumbfounded, super dumbfounded; even he felt his brain go blank.
Tonight, Qin Wanting's evening gown, which was originally a bustier style, created a distinct and beautiful scenery, a sight that men greatly enjoy.
Not only was Li Xiaoqiang watching, but he was also touching in close proximity. When happiness came knocking, he didn't even realize it himself. In an instant, he thought he was the happiest man in the world.
As they walked on the bustling street, the car lights on the overpasses were like fireflies, shuttling back and forth in an orderly fashion, filling the scene with beauty.
At that moment, Qin Wanting lifted her wristwatch to check the time and stared at Li Xiaoqiang, "Let's go back."
Li Xiaoqiang nodded and replied, "Mmh."
Right then, at a nearby junk shop, a girl who looked like a high school student was trying to sell her bicycle and haggling with the owner.
"Boss, look, my bike is still new. Let's make it five hundred."