Tang Shi looked at Liang Zhiqiong in surprise.
"What?" Liang Zhiqiong asked, puzzled.
"This...," Tang Shi was unsure how to express his astonishment.
"Mo Shangjun said it," Liang Zhiqiong said frankly.
"..."
Oh.
The tone suddenly normalized.
*
On the table was a tank model.
Ding Jing looked at it, and so did Mo Shangjun.
After a moment, their gaze shifted and then met at just the right time.
That glance was remarkably like... friendship.
"When did you hook up with Sisheng?"
Standing up, Mo Shangjun patted her clothes, and said with some disbelief.
"Didn't you give me a mechanical bracelet?" Ding Jing said, "I secretly admired you for a bit, then you said you got it from your junior sister."
"Hmm."
"Didn't I meet Sisheng with you last time? I got along with her pretty well, so I just got her contact information."
"Hmm."
She knew about that.
After a pause, Mo Shangjun asked nonchalantly, "Then did you ask her for a tank model?"
