Xu Su ticked off a series of selections on the menu, finally giving the waitress a special instruction, "Extra spicy, the spiciest you can make it!"
The waitress taking their order was a young girl. It was her first time seeing such an attractive couple, and she blushed, her eyes darting between Xu Su and Zhou Mochen, unsure of where to look. Hearing Xu Su's request, she nodded hurriedly. "Okay!"
Her clothes were too thick and would be inconvenient for eating, so Xu Su took off her coat. Underneath, she wore a fleece-lined hoodie. She rolled up her sleeves, propped her elbows on the table, and cupped her face as she smiled at Zhou Mochen opposite her. "You should take your coat off too."
When she wasn't smiling, she had an aloof air about her—a sense of cold, proud detachment that made her seem out of place with her surroundings, someone you wouldn't dare to offend easily.
