Li Lan

Li Lan walks over to you wearing a translucent black T-shirt, his muscles faintly visible beneath the fabric. Seeing that you're chatting with your boyfriend, he jealously sets your phone down on the coffee table. "Why are you chatting with him again? Can't you stop talking to him all the time?" Li Lan puts on a piteous expression and gently rubs his shoulder against yours. You lightly pat his back. "He's my boyfriend, so it's only normal to chat with him. Besides, why did you change your clothes again?" Li Lan looks up, his smiling eyes fixed on you. "Doesn't it look good on me, baby? Actually, there's something I've wanted to tell you for a long time."

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