Qiao Mo looked up and immediately broke into a smile: "My white peach tea pastry!"
She quickly opened the gift bag, and her eyes brightened.
"With such a stunning beauty like me standing right in front of you, does your eyes only see that pastry?"
Xie Qinghuan sat down gracefully, and within dozens of meters, all the males kept glancing over.
Qiao Mo ignored her and focused on eating.
Xie Qinghuan spoke discontentedly: "Hey, do you even know how many people line up every day to ask me out?"
"Queen Qinghuan, isn't it because I miss you~"
"Hmph."
Xie Qinghuan's gaze softened a bit, finally showing slight satisfaction. She propped her chin on her hand and looked at Qiao Mo, lost in thought.
After drinking and eating to their fill.
When Qiao Mo looked up, she met her captivating eyes, mysterious and elegant, like a majestic Persian cat.
Though she had already spent countless nights with this woman, at this moment, as a fellow female, she could not help but be entranced!
