He's an adult, and he knows his own feelings.
He's interested in An Yue right now.
Song An held a wine glass and smilingly walked toward An Yue, who was in the corner.
An Yue was lowering her head, chatting energetically in the WeChat group with Zhang Meiqin and Qiao Chuchu.
An Yue had started the topic.
An Yue: Guess where I am right now?
Yue Xiaowan: At this time, if you're not out with us, you must be at home, but... you asked us specifically, with a hint of showing off. Could it be, you're on Dang Yang's bed?
Song Huanyan: Hey, get you some puppy love, and then show it off.
Zhang Meiqin: Does the puppy want milk?
Qiao Chuchu: What do you think?
Huang Qingqing: As long as it's a puppy, it wants milk.
Xiaoya: Oh my, what are you talking about? I'm still a baby. You might spoil me like this, I really want to leave the group to keep my innocence.
An Yue: I'm at the Song Family villa right now, attending a party.
