Su Chengxuan arrived at the west gate of the school and called Zhuang Su.
Zhuang Su had already prepared and was just waiting for Su Chengxuan to come.
So, in less than five minutes, Zhuang Su appeared at the west gate of the school.
After all, it's at school, so it's not appropriate to hold hands right at the gate.
Thus, it was after getting into the car that Zhuang Su had already decided where to eat.
Although she had a particular fondness for grilled fish, the weather was a bit hot now, so it was better to eat something lighter.
"Shushu, what do you feel like eating?"
Su Chengxuan fastened her seatbelt, and Zhuang Su didn't bother to move, letting him do it.
Moreover, she really liked the feeling of being taken care of by Su Chengxuan.
"Drive forward and then turn left; there's a Cantonese restaurant there that's pretty good."
If Zhuang Su says it's good, then it must be good—the most important thing is she likes it.
