C42 It's not the same tonight

While Song Guo was still in a daze, Su Ziyu's hands were firmly grasped by Tang Ziran.

Tang Ziran wore a formal smile on his face, but that smile clearly didn't reach his eyes. Su Ziyu wrinkled her brows, feeling that the temperature around her was getting lower and lower.

"Damn, what are you doing, Tang Ziran!"

When Su Ziyu finally recovered from her shock