She felt cramped and didn't know where to put her feet and hands.
The waiter brought the menu over.
Mo Yesi turned over the pages and asked her, "What do you like to eat?"
"Anything…"
"You're not a picky eater?"
"I'm not."
His Adam's apple rolled gently, and a low chuckle came from his throat. "It's good that you're not a picky eater, it's easier to raise you. I like people who aren't picky."
Qiao Mianmian went quiet.
Why did she feel like this man was constantly flirting with her!
Her heart was beating fast enough.
She wouldn't be able to bear it if it started beating faster!
"Mo Yesi…"
She took a deep breath, looked up, and flushed. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Hmm? Sure."
Opposite, the man's face was so beautiful and suffocating that she didn't dare to look at him for too long. She only looked at him for a few seconds before blushing again. "Why me?"
