After a Day of Tickling the Baby's Feet, His Mother Blushed and Said, "Come Back After the Baby's Born"

At the milk tea shop, Xia Tao sipped her drink as she admired the photos she'd taken.

They looked so good. No wonder—I took them.

As she thought that, she stole a glance at the trio sitting across from her.

The girl in red sat by the window, biting her straw and propping her chin on one hand. Her eyes were narrowed to slits as she gazed at the boy beside her.

She was so open about it, as if she wanted the whole world to know she liked him.

The girl dressed like a Taoist nun sat on the outside. Calmly, she took little sips of her milk tea, occasionally glancing at the boy beside her.

Strange, strange, strange.

Looking at the three of them, Xia Tao really couldn't figure out what their relationship was.

At first, she'd thought the girl in red and the handsome guy were a couple.

But after she finished taking their pictures, it seemed like the handsome guy was more interested in the girl in white.

And the girl in red didn't seem to mind at all. She even looked forward to seeing something happen between the two of them.

"Which of them do you think is prettier?"

A clear voice sounded beside her, and Xia Tao turned slightly.

The speaker was the girl sitting next to her. Judging by how she'd addressed the others along the way, she was probably the girl in white's younger sister.

"They're both pretty."

Xia Tao gave an answer that wouldn't offend either of them.

Shen Guoguo looked at her and lowered her voice.

"You're a bit older than me, so you've probably had more relationship experience. In your opinion, which one does Brother Jiang like more?"

Little sister, sorry to disappoint you. I've never dated anyone.

"Well,