The young waiter, with a flushed face, pushed the door open and entered. He saw the man dressed neatly, sitting upright with an air of elegance and nobility, as if untouched by anything, while the lady across from him...
Her hair was disheveled, her little face flushed, her eyes like a pure fawn's sparkling with unshed tears. Her lower lip was slightly swollen from being bitten, red and tender... Her collar was slightly askew, and her socks lay on the tatami...
This scene was indeed quite suggestive, and the waiter dared not look too much. With a flushed face, he quickly set the dishes down and hurried out.
It wasn't until after the waiter had left for a while that Qian Sisi sluggishly realized something was off and asked Bai Cheng'an with tears in her eyes, "Xiaobai, do you think the waiter misunderstood something?"
