Seeing Mrs. Tan's eyes, Li Mao did not explain too much, but moved the things in front of him closer to him through the cloth.
After looking over and over again, he raised his head and said, "What do you want to do?"
There was no honorific title, no name, so I asked him out.
It's cold, as if they didn't have any friendship before, and they just talked by things.
In fact, there is no friendship.
Push the thing close to you forward to let it return to its proper position.
Take back your hands to the leg covered by the desk, waiting for Mrs. Tan's