"Oh." Song Jingtian instantly turned into a dispirited little quail.
Seeing him like this, Song Baiyan could no longer keep a cold face.
Realizing that his elder brother wasn't truly angry, Song Jingtian immediately ingratiated himself, "Elder brother, I will miss you."
Song Baiyan let out a laugh, ruffling the little guy's head, and knowing it was about time, directed them to check their tickets and enter the waiting hall.
Tang Li took Song Jingtian to the back of the queue.
The line slowly moved forward, and about five minutes later, they reached the entrance.
Tang Li couldn't help but look back.
She discovered that Song Baiyan was still in the same spot.
Watching them enter the station.
Tang Li's brain stalled for a moment, particularly when she noticed that the warmth and gentleness hadn't yet left Song Baiyan's eyes.
Even if it was because of Song Jingtian, her emotions were still influenced.
As if possessed, Tang Li left the line.
