Mu Qiu didn't feel anything was off. Compared to men who don't say anything and just wait for her to guess, she definitely preferred Cheng Zhirang's current, straightforward approach.
Although sometimes, when he earnestly says sweet nothings, it makes her a little embarrassed.
The two of them chatted for a bit, then arm-in-arm, they went to the supermarket to buy groceries.
Zhao Yu complained that she'd been eating fast food for a long time now and suggested going to a Chinese restaurant. But due to work hours, she always missed the chance, and when she finally had some time, she wanted to cook for herself, but cooking for one feels like a hassle and unnecessary.
So most of the time, she just eats some fast food casually and occasionally tries her luck with street snacks. Recently, she's had enough of hamburgers to create a shadow.
Mu Qiu, hands on her hips, told her boldly that she was in for a treat this time.
