After much anticipation, Song Shuangshuang finally appeared.
Clap!
The moment Li Tianming caught sight of Song Shuangshuang, he was utterly enchanted, so much so that he didn't even feel his teacup dropping to the ground.
"She's so beautiful! She really looks like a fairy descending to earth; she's the most pristine girl I've ever seen."
Li Tianming muttered to himself, swallowing reflexively.
If it wasn't for this trip to Mount Everest, he had always wanted to come here for tourism. If it wasn't convenient, he really couldn't be bothered.
But the moment he saw Song Shuangshuang, his mind changed. He wanted to marry this beauty!
"Tianming, Tianming..."
Song Tianbao gently called to Li Tianming, who was still lost in his fantasies.
"Ahem, I'm listening."
Li Tianming, realizing he had embarrassed himself, quickly coughed to cover it up. He had indeed been captivated by Song Shuangshuang, his soul almost taken away.
