]It was a grown man's room with a poster of the same man hanging on the wall. The man was exceptionally handsome and gave Song Fei a familiar yet strange feeling.
Song Fei stared at the poster on the wall, deep in thought. After guessing this man's identity, she was stunned.
Since when did that coward in my memory become so good-looking?
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After the set ended, the assistant drove Yan Jiang home. Knowing that Yan Jiang hated the dark, the assistant turned to ask him, "Brother Jiang, do you want me to accompany you into the house?"
Yan Jiang was sleeping.
He was truly very sleepy, but only dared to close his eyes for a short rest when the car was lit up and someone was accompanying him.
Hearing his assistant's words, Yan Jiang opened his eyes immediately.
