Jiang Beiyu probably noticed her confusion and smiled, "It's nothing, I just wanted to hear you praise me."
Su Nanzhi's shrimp paste fell back into her bowl, she poked it with chopsticks with no expression, thinking: There's actually this phase in a relationship where you need to praise each other, huh?
"Handsome." Su Xiaozhi said succinctly.
"How is it handsome?"
There was no letting go.
Su Nanzhi recalled the couples in TV dramas; now, Jiang Beiyu was acting like a girlfriend pestering, "Am I the prettiest in your heart?"
Su Nanzhi didn't understand lovey-dovey talk and lacked experience in this area; she just stared at Jiang Beiyu's face for two seconds before shifting her gaze to his eyes, "For me, you are the ceiling of good looks."
"Thump"
Fireworks burst in the young master Jiang's mind.
No wonder all those fox-like friends said being praised by a girlfriend was such a thrill.
Jiang Beiyu was just beginning to understand this feeling.
