The atmosphere of Valentine's Day filled the entire world. Even with a casual look, Murong Qiao's gaze was attracted by all kinds of ambiguous slogans.
The music from the mall was playing in her ears. She let Huo Yichen hold her hand and walk around the mall.
The two of them walked casually, and Murong Qiao sized up the surroundings. From time to time, she would take a bite of the ice cream she had just bought from the milk tea shop.
The ice cream was the taste of Matcha that she liked very much. She didn't feel the bitter fragrance as it'd fused with the smooth texture of the ice cream. Then, under the effect of the tip of her tongue, it melted and bloomed in her mouth, completely expressing the joy of Matcha lovers.
After seeing the name of Silence's brand, Murong Qiao's gaze lingered for a while.
