"Wow, that's a hunk! I've never seen a guy look this good with just a white shirt and black dress pants."
"Oh my, such long legs. I can't resist such legs. Is he a newly-debuted artist? He's so dashing."
"The skinny guy next to him ain't half bad too. His boyish good looks are my favorite."
"The lady with them is so pretty too. Her facial structure and complexion are so nice. She's practically glowing. I can't even see any pores on her glamorous skin!"
"What kind of godly aesthetic is this. Move along, don't block me from taking a photo of them."
"All I want to know is, who is that girl! Why is she surrounded by those hunks!"
Qian Mianmian had absolutely no idea that she was being targeted by everyone.
As she walked, she held onto Mo Yesi and Qiao Chen and discussed the food she wanted to eat.
When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, the familiar scent of butter stimulated her appetite.
