Turn on the game console and start playing the PK game.
Tang Song didn't participate immediately but rather watched with great interest as the beautician and the Fake socialite, these good friends, clashed.
They sat on his lap, holding game controllers, battling fiercely.
The 19-year-old beautician, full of youthful energy, suppressed the Fake socialite completely.
If Tang Song hadn't helped occasionally, Xue would probably have admitted defeat already.
As night deepened.
Feeling excited, Tang Song also picked up a game controller and joined in.
The small sofa instantly turned lively.
The sound of controller buttons, suppressed cries, and indistinguishable laughter intertwined.
With the heating already on, the room was warm.
At this moment, the blend of the three people's body heat made it scorching hot.
The faces of the beautician and the Fake socialite grew increasingly red.
