Seeing the man eating with satisfaction, Ou Lan breathed a sigh of relief, worried before coming back that he might be disdainful.
She pulled out a chair to sit opposite him, rested her chin in her hands as she watched him eat, "A beauty that can ruin a country, this guy is so handsome, even eating a meal is a sight to see."
The girl's gaze unwaveringly fell upon him, and Zhan Moxiao felt those looks like strands of warm thread, winding around him loop after loop.
He had a few bites, then looked up at her with a smile. His voice was a bit deep and hoarse from the pain he endured the night before, but it didn't decrease his charm value one bit, "Why are you being so well-behaved today, huh?"
Ou Lan continued to watch him unabashedly, not out of love but because admiring handsome men was her and Lin Ziran's favorite activity, "I want to talk to you about my childhood."
Zhan Moxiao paused for a moment, then put down his chopsticks, showing great interest, "Sure."
