"That's not a guy, that's a man!" Lian Yucheng saw her showing a starry-eyed look and immediately poured cold water on it, "He's quite a bit older than you. Didn't you say you don't like older men?"
Lian Yucheng knows some of Miaomiao's preferences.
"Ah! Is he really that much older than me? I can't see it at all! Bro, I think he's about your age! If he's about your age, I can accept that!"
Miaomiao's mind conjured up his features, not at all resembling an older man.
"Older than me."
"Ah! Bro, you must be joking!" Miaomiao could hardly believe it.
"Do I look like I'm joking? He's at least seven or eight years older than you."
"Pff!" Miaomiao felt her heart spurt a mouthful of old blood.
Why did he look so youthful, yet he's supposed to be that old!
Around eleven at night, the four of them came out from the KTV room.
After Zhan Lan and Ji Nian got in the car, Miaomiao clung to Lian Yucheng's arm, feeling somewhat tipsy.
