Half an hour later, they arrived at a nearby night market stall.
Wang Dahai buried his head in menu selection, while Lin Wanqiu sat across from him, hands supporting her little face, watching the passers-by nearby, listening to the boisterous voices, feeling particularly warm and cozy.
Having ordered, Wang Dahai handed the slip to the waiter.
He grabbed two bottles of drinks, opened one, and handed it to Lin Wanqiu.
He stared at Lin Wanqiu's outfit, looking her up and down, grinning as he said, "Did you dress up specially for me?"
Lin Wanqiu's cheeks reddened slightly as she softly responded with a "Mhm."
Previously, when she was working, she didn't pay much attention to dressing up, simply wearing whatever was convenient.
She knew that Dahai liked her in jeans and a white shirt, but felt that wearing the same look all the time was too monotonous.
Her colleagues often said that after being married for a while, the lack of freshness was a precursor to cracks in a relationship.
