"Sure."
Fu Yunhe turned his head, his facial features like a painting, his ink-like eyes reflecting Nian Shutong's figure.
Nian Shutong didn't avoid or dodge; instead, she leaned her face forward a bit, curiously gazing into Fu Yunhe's eyes.
"I look quite good."
She was admiring the reflection of herself in Fu Yunhe's eyes with a bit of appreciation.
Fu Yunhe cooperated very well, not blinking, as if he had set off a firework display just for Nian Shutong.
The relationship between the two certainly exceeded the boundaries of friendship but hadn't reached the level of lovers, yet Fu Yunhe was very content.
The game of rock-paper-scissors continued on the other side, with Elder Hua watching them with a smile, laughing happily and finding it interesting.
As for Ji Sisi, she had already collapsed on the table, with Dou Dou constantly patting her back, her expression one of "I'm so little yet I have to worry."
