White tripe, red duck blood, green vegetables...
Bright colors were thrown into the pot covered in red oil all at once; almost as soon as they were tossed in, they were ready to eat. Chatting and eating, Chi Yunxi felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Looking at Chi Yunxi with her arched brows and sweet smile, Mu Shengfeng felt a warm feeling in his heart.
They say women are changeable, but Mu Shengfeng had only seen one side of Chi Yunxi: her forever-happy, forever-optimistic side.
A year spent in Ireland, then returning to M City and living together for nearly half a year, no matter when, Chi Yunxi always wore a gentle and bright smile on her face, as if nothing in this world could trouble her.
