"Suddenly, I think you're making sense," said Luo Qianqian as they entered the hotel, and He Wenyu tugged at Luo Qianqian's sleeve, speaking softly.
"What?" Luo Qianqian looked at He Wenyu, her face showing some confusion.
He Wenyu pouted and glanced around, "I feel like I should have worn a different outfit..."
Look at that woman over there wearing a short skirt, her neck so exposed she must feel cold. I've been in long sleeves and pants for half a month now, looking at their outfits literally sends a shiver down my spine; then there's the man walking on the other side—suit and tie, looking all grand. Then look at us, aside from Jimo Cheng whose clothes are obviously expensive, the three of us are all in sportswear!
