Tang Yu and Xia Shihan went shopping happily hand in hand. There are such couples on the streets. And more and more people. Heart-shaped patterns are posted everywhere. They are aesthetic and romantic.

"Boss!" As Tang Yu and Xia Shihan slowly appreciated the dense atmosphere around them, they suddenly heard familiar voices. They turned their heads and saw Tang Yu and Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing holds a large bunch of roses in her hand. There is an extremely blue demon in it,

"Poetry, what a coincidence!" Zhang Jing said with a smile.

"Well, what a coincidence. So you're here too." Xia Shihan went to talk with Zhang Jing hand in...