Mo Huasong and his friends found their seats, with Long Yun shyly sitting beside him. "Huasong, don't mind that disgusting Zhu Xuemei. She thinks she's so superior just because she comes from a wealthy family."
"Foolish girl, she was targeting you, which is why I retorted." Mo Huasong gently stroked Long Yun's head.
Her scent was pleasant, and as she leaned against him, he felt a warmth he couldn't express and didn't want to push her away.
"Brother Huasong is really good to me." Long Yun said with a joyful smile.
The girl's shy smile was indescribable, and the waiter beside them had his eyes wide open, like lanterns.
"Waiter, bring us some food and beer." Feeling shy as the waiter was constantly staring at her, Long Yun hastily placed an order.
"Yes, I will bring it right away." The waiter, realizing he was staring, quickly turned around and left.
