It was the usual spot where Xia Bing and Zhao Yang sat down at the stall, ordering quite a few skewers and two bottles of beer.
Xia Bing sat beside Zhao Yang, and since she didn't drink, Zhao Yang had to drink alone.
When eating, Xia Bing had a very focused expression, which gave Zhao Yang the time to carefully observe her exceptionally beautiful face.
Unlike other girls he knew, Xia Bing had a practical yet trendy short haircut, her eyes were deep and bright thanks to the faint eyeshadow, and under her pretty nose, a pair of slightly red, enticing lips looked incredibly soft, with a light sheen on them.
Her white trench coat made her look unfathomably stylish and attractive; dining with such a beauty was definitely a pleasure.
No matter if it was in a fancy Western restaurant or at this kind of street food stall, Xia Bing herself was a splendid feast, her radiance completely overshadowing the food.
