"Your shoes..."
"Don't laugh!"
In the romantic rooftop dinner, just as Yan Huan was about to speak, the girl in front of him, cutting her steak into small pieces, puffed her cheeks and looked at him angrily.
"I wasn't laughing..."
"You were clearly laughing, you haven't stopped!"
Yan Huan:
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"Your shoes..."
However, Yan Huan speaking in such a serious manner only made Bai Yi blush even more.
"Don't even mention them!"
Thus, Miss Bai added such a domineering remark.
"Alright..."
Yan Huan gave up and lowered his head to cut his steak.
"Hmph..."
Bai Yi watched Yan Huan warily while using her fork to pick up a piece of steak and put it in her mouth.
As the tender, perfectly cooked steak entered her mouth, her eyes lit up, and she broke into a happy smile...
Meanwhile, her hands holding the knife and fork waved around like a little baby sitting at a highchair.
"So good!"
