Cheng Yanqing carefully put a silver necklace around her neck, then looked at his masterpiece with a satisfied smile, "My woman never fails to look good, no matter what she wears."
Shen Lan's face turned bright red, as if it was filled with blood. She swiftly grabbed Cheng Yanqing's hand and bit down on it.
Cheng Yanqing immediately drew back his hand in pain, placing his other hand on Shen Lan's forehead, "Your face is so hot, do you have a fever?"
"Get lost!"
Seeing Shen Lan's sudden outburst, Cheng Yanqing bravely caught hold of her hand, "I won't go unless I make my way into your heart."
Shen Lan scrunched up her eyebrows in disgust, "You're so oily, you could fry vegetables with it!"
Just as Cheng Yanqing felt his stomach rumble from hunger, having not eaten anything since the early morning, he decides to guide Shen Lan downstairs, "You must be hungry too, let's go and I'll cook for you."
