Wu Youyou watched Liu Xiaolan walk briskly towards Song Shaojie, while she and Yang Min lagged behind, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She watched as Song Shaojie eagerly took Liu Xiaolan's luggage, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
Yang Min, however, was still completely confused and didn't understand the reason behind Wu Youyou's smile.
When they reached the car, Song Shaojie's face was full of smiles. He took Liu Xiaolan's luggage and put it in the car, while Wu Youyou and Yang Min carried their own luggage to the car.
At this moment, Yang Min suddenly realized what was going on, and she teased Song Shaojie, "Song Shaojie, why did you only help Liu Xiaolan with her luggage and ignore us?"
Song Shaojie smiled awkwardly, but answered quite frankly, "You two are like Sailor Moon, with immense strength. Xiao Lan is weak and can't compare to you!"
His words made Yang Min and Wu Youyou burst into laughter.
Liu Xiaolan's cheeks flushed red. She shyly snatched her luggage back from Song Shaojie's hands and said softly, "I can do it myself!"
Looking at her shy expression, Song Shaojie felt a warmth in his heart.
He turned to Yang Min and said, "Bring your luggage here, I'll put it in the trunk. You can get in the car now!"
Yang Min playfully pushed her luggage and Wu Youyou's luggage together to Song Shaojie, and then pulled Wu Youyou into the car.
Liu Xiaolan lowered her head and shyly got into the car.
Song Shaojie smiled and shook his head, then got into the car and started the engine. As he drove through the streets of Kyoto, he would occasionally glance at their laughing and happy expressions in the rearview mirror.
His heart was filled with satisfaction and joy; at that moment, he felt like the happiest person in the world.
Laughter echoed through the carriage, as warm and bright as the spring sunshine. Young Master Song turned to look at the back row, a smug smile playing on his lips.
"Hey! Now that you've come to Kyoto, you're on my turf. From now on, you'll have to follow my arrangements!"
The three beauties in the back row each wore a blush and anticipation typical of young girls. They exchanged smiles, as if reaching a tacit understanding, and then said in unison, "We'll do whatever Young Master Song says!"
Her voice was sweet and charming, like spring flowers blooming in the sunshine.
Upon hearing this, Song Shaojie felt even more smug.
He imagined himself strolling through the streets and alleys of Kyoto with these three beautiful young women, exploring famous historical sites and savoring local delicacies.
He would take them through ancient alleyways, letting them feel the weight of history; and shopping in bustling commercial districts, enjoying modern conveniences. Just imagining each scene filled Song Shaojie with happiness and excitement.
At this moment, the sunlight outside the car window seemed even brighter, and the laughter inside the car intertwined with the sunlight, creating a warm and beautiful scene.
Meanwhile, Shi Zhan sat alone on the sofa in the living room, imagining the scene of Song Shaojie picking them up. It must have been quite a lively scene!
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