"Got scared?" Mu Chen chuckled softly.
Shanshan stubbornly retorted, "Not at all."
Mu Chen glanced at his watch. There was still some time left. "Where else do you want to go?"
"I'm hungry." Shanshan said, covering her stomach.
"Little glutton." Mu Chen gently pinched her nose, his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes softened a few degrees.
After the two had finished lunch and left the restaurant, Shanshan's smile blossomed like a flower.
"Let's go, I'll take you back." Mu Chen took her hand naturally, enveloping her soft, small hand within his palm.
Shanshan hummed in agreement, then suddenly remembering something, she took out her phone, opened the camera app, and moved closer to Mu Chen, saying softly, "Bend down a bit."
Mu Chen glanced at the phone and then complied, bending his body, with his firm jaw resting on her shoulder.
Cheeks pressed together.
Breaths intertwining.
