He soon arrived at the restaurant Xu Qingyue had mentioned and walked inside.
Xu Qingyue was already waiting. Zhao Dong smiled, walked over, and sat down opposite her.
Waving a hand in front of her face, he teased, "What are you daydreaming about, beautiful?"
Xu Qingyue, who had been gazing outside in a daze, snapped back to reality. Looking across at Zhao Dong, her face flushed as she smiled. "Guess what I was thinking about?"
"Don't tell me you were thinking about me," Zhao Dong joked.
Xu Qingyue's cheeks instantly flushed crimson. She shot him an annoyed glare. "You're really full of yourself, but… you're not wrong."
Zhao Dong was taken aback for a moment, then he rubbed his nose and laughed, a bit embarrassed.
Seeing this, Xu Qingyue couldn't help but chuckle. "Are you actually getting shy?"
"How could I be?" Zhao Dong retorted stubbornly. "My skin is thicker than a castle wall."
"Hahahahaha, you narcissist…" Xu Qingyue let out a string of bell-like laughter.
