Once the matter was out in the open, it became easier to talk, and getting along—Lin Xiaoxiao was completely a straightforward girl, totally inconsistent with her aloof image on screen. She ordered a bitter coffee but kept eyeing the caramel macchiato in Qin Miaomiao's cup with envy. That look of longing was too obvious.
Qin Miaomiao asked tentatively, "Do you want this? How about I order one for you?"
Lin Xiaoxiao kept her eyes fixed on the drink, licking her slightly dry lips, but declined:
"No, I have a body type that's easy to gain weight. My manager strictly controls my sugar intake and doesn't allow me to eat anything sweet."
Jiaojiao, as if she had seen through the truth, said bluntly, "So, you're a sweets addict?"
Lin Xiaoxiao nodded emphatically—not just a sweets addict, but practically dying for sweets! That eager look was downright pitiful.
"How about we order you a cream cake?"
