"Good," she smiled, her eyes warm and tender.
After a while, Xu Qingyan came over and broke the harmonious atmosphere of idol and fans feeling like one family.
"Hey, the skewers are all crooked."
"They're not crooked, Sister Pei did them really well," Zhou Lili joined in, my eyes are the measure, blatantly blowing smoke.
"How can you say they're not crooked? They're lopsided, these shrimps have met a terrible fate in their old age," Xu Qingyan, as always, had nothing nice to say, coming over and officiously barking orders.
Pei Muchan turned her head to look at him, puffing her cheeks slightly at an angle others couldn't see, and stared at him.
Xu Qingyan was startled for a moment then swallowed hard. Seeing the rare expression on Pei Muchan's face, he suddenly lost his words and could only continue to fuss over the barbecue.
