Warm and romantic candlelit dinner.
In the large hall, there were only Gu Xiran and Qin Song.
Gu Xiran never thought there would be a day when she would invite Qin Song for a sweet dinner for two in such a warm and romantic Western restaurant.
In her memory, it seemed like they were always having barbecue or food from food stalls.
Every time she saw Qin Jin's cold and serious face, she dared not ask him to go out and have fun.
So she always stopped herself before speaking.
She could almost imagine what Qin Jin would say, like how barbecue causes cancer, spicy hotpot is too spicy and bad for the stomach, and so on.
Looking back over the past decade, it was Qin Song who had been with her, gallivanting and wandering around the world.
Gu Xiran elegantly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then looked at the man across from her, smilingly saying,
"Sorry, someone can't drink because of a bad stomach, so he can only watch me drink..."
Qin Song: "..."
Little rascal.
