"Ouch! I've been shot!" Liang Rui clutched his chest in pain, "Sister Ning, you've hurt my heart."
Ye Weining rolled her eyes, "Come on, your skin is so thick, who could possibly pierce your heart?"
"You." Liang Rui looked at Ye Weining steadily, trying hard to suppress the tenderness in his heart, not daring to show it: afraid of scaring her, more afraid of angering her.
"Smooth talker, go ahead and order." Ye Weining handed him the menu, "Order whatever you want, Sister Ning is treating you well."
Liang Rui's eyes lit up with stars, "Thank you, rich lady, I won't hold back."
Ye Weining chuckled lightly.
Whenever Liang Rui was around, the atmosphere was always very relaxed.
While waiting for the food, Liang Rui stared at Ye Weining's lips and asked, "Sister Ning, did you wear lipstick today?"
"Yes." Ye Weining nodded unnaturally. She had forgotten to wipe it off after applying.
"Extremely beautiful and charming." Liang Rui whistled, sounding a bit cheeky.
