Radishes and greens, everyone has their own favorite.
Although Xu Nianhua really liked it, she was slow to realize that judging by Pei Yicheng, he probably grew up in a family that never lacked for food or clothing—actually, one that had it really good.
He probably wouldn't like something so homemade, right?
Eh, if only Doctor Du was here, Doctor Du looked like he'd enjoy it.
"I'll try it."
Pei Yicheng saw something off in her face, and he tried his best to smile, wanting to make things less awkward.
Xu Nianhua kept watching Pei Yicheng; when she saw his lips slightly curve up, the smile softened his cold features, and she blurted out, "You look really good when you smile—you should smile more."
Pei Yicheng's smile froze on his face.
Xu Nianhua was so frustrated she wished she could slap herself—guys probably don't like being told they look good, right?
The vibe instantly turned awkward again.
