The car stopped in front of Moon Restaurant.
An Yan was a bit surprised, "How come you thought of eating here?"
Fu Shiyan unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over to unbuckle hers as well, "You've been busy designing sketches and making dresses these past few days, working hard. I wanted to treat you."
An Yan smiled and kissed him lightly on the face, "Thank you, husband."
Fu Shiyan was obviously pleased by the word 'husband'. He leaned in a bit closer, "The key thing is the little wild cat who was exhausted last night. She murmured about Moon Restaurant's pastries even in her sleep. Since you're working hard during the day and also at night, I must feed you well, so you can feed me too. When you're good, I'm good."
An Yan knew underneath Fu Shiyan's seemingly abstinent and gentlemanly appearance was actually a total scoundrel.
His tone was light and seemingly casual, yet it felt like a feather, lightly and repeatedly tickling at the heart.
