"Does Mu always like the soft ones?"
Qin Mu asked curiously.
"Mu always likes this kind!"
Mu Yichen pinched inside, whispering to her.
Their eyes met like they wanted to blend into each other's veins.
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The next day at noon, Wen Runuan finally found some free time and immediately invited Qin Mu to have fish soup together. The weather outside was sunny and scorching.
The two arrived inside and habitually sat in an inconspicuous spot. They ordered food and started chatting.
"I haven't been here in a while, but it seems luck is on my side today—no one to fight over seats with me?"
Wen Runuan was in a good mood, glancing around. Despite the crowd, it was quite peaceful today.
"Did getting your seat taken last time cast a shadow over you?"
Qin Mu asked her curiously.
"A little! But those two big girls seem to be having a rough time now, which comforts me!"
Wen Runuan joked with her and then looked at her: "How have you been lately? Busy?"
