"Purple Mask," Shen Xian didn't think much of it, glancing at the drink list, the name leaped out at him.
"Why?" Shu Yan pressed.
"It feels very secure."
One asked rapidly, and the other answered just as quickly. In the back-and-forth exchange, Shu Yan's attractive dimples receded, exchanging a glance with Zhou Mu, who sat silently aside.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Xian keenly caught the two's exchange of looks.
"Okay, okay, Purple Mask is good, purple represents romance, it shows senior sister you have a tender heart," Shu Yan quickly withdrew her gaze, her large eyes batting as she spoke.
Shen Xian's eyes hardened and his eyebrows slightly lifted as he seriously asked Shu Yan, "Studying psychology?"
"Ah?"
This question caught Shu Yan off guard.
"What you study isn't important, being able to chat is what's important, right, Shu Yan? Why do you always like to assign meanings to meaningless things? These names are all picked at random, anyway."
