"Xiao Cheng, what are you looking at?" A baffled Chu Ming asked from the passenger seat.
Following Xiao Cheng's gaze, he suddenly broke into a meaningful smile, "Oh, checking out a beauty, are we..."
Chu Ming found this quite intriguing.
He and Xiao Cheng grew up in the same compound, playing together from toddler age.
Chu Ming knew this childhood friend well—especially his indifference towards women.
Considering the stature of the Xiao Family, there were countless women willing to throw themselves at Xiao Cheng.
Look at the people in their circle; who didn't learn the ropes of romance in their teens?
Only Xiao Cheng, twenty and yet hasn't even held a girl's hand!
If he hadn't confirmed his buddy's straight orientation, Chu Ming might have worried about his own chastity.
Strangely enough, today Xiao Cheng stared at a woman for over half a minute!
Chu Ming glanced at the sky outside the window, hmm, still foggy, nothing unusual happening.
