Huo Tingxiao couldn't help but be affected by her emotions, and a smile also appeared on his face.
Mu Lan paused, then blurted out:
"You look handsomer when you smile."
Perhaps unaccustomed to such straightforwardness from Mu Lan, Huo Tingxiao's dark eyes flickered, and a kind of warmth began to surface in his eyes.
"You have good taste."
"..."
Mu Lan was speechless, thinking this man was rather full of himself, boasting in a roundabout way.
Yet, she couldn't deny that Huo Tingxiao indeed had the capital to be conceited.
"I'm a bit hungry."
No sooner had Mu Lan spoken than Huo Tingxiao took her toward the parking area, where Sister Li's prepared items would be of use.
The two sat in the trunk, opened the car's mini-fridge, and it was filled with food. They enjoyed lunch while watching the crowd in the distance, just like any other ordinary couple.
If they could continue living like this forever, it didn't seem too bad, Mu Lan thought to herself stealthily.
