Perhaps it was because Lu Zhan was so calm that Chi Nuan's anxious and embarrassed heart also calmed down a lot.
After he took the orange juice, she also picked up her own orange juice to drink.
The fresh orange juice was cold, sweet, and sour, especially tasty.
After a few sips, she seemed to calm down a bit.
She looked up and saw that Lu Zhan had only taken one sip before setting it down, and she quickly asked, "Don't you like orange juice?"
"I do." Lu Zhan shook his head.
Chi Nuan looked at the orange juice in his cup, hesitated a moment, and still said, "If you don't really like it, you can just say so. There's no need to accommodate me. I'll make whatever you like, or maybe brew a cup of tea?"
"Actually, the orange juice is quite good. I'm just not thirsty right now." Lu Zhan said.
Comparing it to the avocado Cas she made that evening, he really thought this orange juice tasted quite good.
