Rongchuan glanced around and said, "Let's sit in the teahouse across the street."
Xue Han felt a hint of sweetness in her heart, "Okay."
The teahouse was quite crowded, so the two of them found a spot by the street and ordered two servings of snacks and a pot of tea.
Rongchuan's smile never left his face as he pushed the snacks toward Xue Han, "These are your favorites."
Xue Han also pushed the snacks in front of her toward him, "And these are what you love to eat."
Rongchuan gazed at Xue Han with a silly smile. Xue Han, feeling embarrassed, asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because you're beautiful."
Rongchuan belatedly realized what he had said, and Xue Han's cheeks were already flushed with shyness.
Xue Han glared at Rongchuan, "How come I never noticed before that you're so good with words?"
Rongchuan was very honest, "I never had the opportunity before."
