Huo Ting Cheng's brows twitched, his eyes narrowing into sharp slits. "Outfits? Are you crazy? You picking them? Don't you think, it ain't that good?"
Secretary Li leaned back in his seat, completely unbothered by the cold glare aimed his way. In fact, his grin only widened. "What? Don't tell me you plan to just sit there with her, staring into each other's eyes like some old couple drinking tea? Ting Cheng, women like surprises. Flowers, silk sheets, scented candles, the whole thing. If you really want to impress her, you need more than a stocked fridge."
Huo Ting Cheng's lips pressed into a thin line, the tips of his ears turning slightly red though his face stayed stern.
"And," Secretary Li continued, his voice turning sly, "don't act like you don't want it either. You've been holding back so long, even a novice like you might surprise her if you just… let yourself go a little."
