Qing Rong is of mixed heritage, as he mentioned before.
But seeing it, you realize the visual impact it has. His features are quite deep, and when doing things ordinary guys do, he always has a bit of a player aura.
Charming yet nonchalant.
Yet in reality, he can be quiet and ponder over ancient strategy texts, occasionally writing segments aimed at female readers.
Interesting.
They chatted as they went through the underpass, with people constantly passing by without paying any attention to them, focused on their errands.
Mu Qiu was alert, wearing a mask and trying not to speak too loudly, maintaining some distance from Qing Rong.
Qing Rong probably noticed, taking a few steps to walk ahead, forming a front-and-back arrangement which increased the distance.
"Wasn't it supposed to be dark green, how did it suddenly turn pink?"
"It's skin-pink, not just pink. Can't the Hello Kitty your readers sent save your understanding of pink?"
