Throughout the meal, An Xi sat with a straw in her mouth, occasionally drinking some red bean soup and glancing at Yan Qing across from her.
Mm… red bean soup… An Xi took another sip…
Is this a coincidence?! In my previous life, I was also fond of the cafeteria’s red bean porridge, and Yan Qing often bought it for me to drink…
“Sorry for the wait, I’ve finished eating. Let’s go.”
Yan Qing ate elegantly, neither hurried nor slow, “An Xi… I’m very sorry to have kept you waiting for so long.”
“No… Senior Yan Qing, I should thank you for agreeing to go to the garden party with me.”
An Xi smiled and replied, then… she realized she had unconsciously called him “Senior Yan Qing”, which might seem a bit sudden…
“Senior…?” Yan Qing paused, a subtle smile crossing the corner of his mouth, “This form of address is not bad, An Xi.”
“!” An Xi felt a little excited inside…
“Let’s go! It’s about time… the garden party is about to start.”
Yan Qing didn’t give An Xi a chance to see his expression and went downstairs first… An Xi was stunned for a moment, then happily ran after him.
