Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She was taken aback.
It was rare to hear such emotional words from him.
For a moment, she could not help feeling a little strange.
She stared keenly at him.
The man glanced at her. “What are you looking at? Let’s go.”
“Hold on for a bit.”
Tugging at his hand to pull him to her side, she stuck her face to his cheek, then raised her phone, and opened the camera application. “Come; smile.”
“What are you doing?”
She answered, “Just smile for once. We’ve never taken a shot together before.”
The man raised a brow. “…”
“Don’t put on such a solemn look! It’s scary! Give me a smile.”
The man faced the camera lens numbly, suddenly revealing a chilling smile.
Ka-cha.
As she took a look at the photo she had just snapped, she raised a brow in apparent dismay. “Your smile was so evil.”
“Evil?”
She simply gave up and took a few more shots before uploading them on her private space with the caption: ‘Do we have a couple face? Someone has an evil smile!’
She raised her head and asked, “Do you have Weibo?”
“I don’t have.”
“Why not? You’re so outdated.” The woman could not help criticizing him.
He laughed. “I have no interest in it.”
“Let’s create an account. I’ll make a certification for you.”
“No.”
“Why don’t you want one?”
“It’s a bit of a hassle.”
“I’ll help you create one, then?”
He was helpless about it. “Weibo is very boring; I don’t see the fun in it.”
“Mr. Mu Yazhe, your life is not interesting at all.”
She then took out a mini puff from the bag and brought it up to his lips while smiling. “Come and try this shop’s puff. It’s really yummy!”
He furrowed his brows slightly as he looked at that puff. His unwillingness to eat it was written all over his face and was evident when he kept his mouth shut.
He disliked eating sweet food very much and had not eaten a puff before.
Seeing his look of disdain, she lamented, “Why are you putting up such a face? I’m feeding you a puff, not arsenic; why does it seem as if I’m poisoning you, instead?”
He answered, “I don’t like puffs.”
“You should still give a try. It’s delicious. Come, ah….” With that, she shoved the puff into his mouth.
He was forced to bite into it. In an instant, the rich creamy taste filled his mouth cavity. He detested the taste and frowned deeply, unable to swallow or spit it out.
Seeing his face turning purple, she stared wide-eyed in shock and asked in puzzlement, “Hey… What’s wrong with you? Are you okay?!”
As he moved to chew on it, the puff’s fresh buttery cream squeezed out and spread everywhere in his mouth. His eyes widened in shock, not expecting for the small, round puff to be filled with cream.
He did not like sweet food. Cream, in particular, made him feel nauseated when he tasted it.
Shocked by his expression, she hurriedly asked, “What’s the matter? Does it taste awful?”
Only with much endurance did he manage to swallow the puff, but he felt a greasy feeling in his stomach.
The woman found his expression to be too adorable. Giving him a wicked smile, she took another puff out and shook it in front of him before biting into it.
Watching how the cream squeezed out when she bit into the puff, he suddenly felt another bout of sickening feeling, as if he himself had swallowed a mouthful of the cream. Although it was not in his mouth, he still found it nauseating.
