Wondering if Valentine Teller would be moved, he had tried his best in preparation, wanting to make it unforgettable for her.
Turstin Muller's lips unconsciously curved into an elegant arc.
In his heart, countless birds were singing.
After parking the car, he quickly circled to the other side, carefully opening the car door for Valentine Teller.
Today, Valentine Teller felt like a princess, Turstin Muller was so thoughtful, so gentle.
"Why are you acting weird today?" Valentine placed her hand in his palm, smiling as she asked.
She noticed Turstin Muller's face flushed red, his eyes only resting on her face.
Turstin awkwardly scratched his head, stammering, "I... I'm not acting weird, you're just... overthinking, overthinking."
"Maybe!" Seeing his embarrassment, Valentine didn't say anything more, following him into the western restaurant.
