"Have you been waiting long?"
Qin Miaomiao saw Lu Qing arrive and gave a gentle smile: "I just got here a little while ago."
Lu Qing took off his coat, sat down, and glanced at the menu: "Have you ordered yet?"
"Not yet, I was waiting to order with you."
Qin Miaomiao found that even though it had only been a day since she last saw Lu Qing, she actually missed him—his scent, his voice, and even the feeling of him hugging her from behind.
Lately, Qin Miaomiao was finding herself more and more greedy.
"I've noticed that I've changed recently."
The sudden statement left Lu Qing puzzled. He seriously stared into the woman's twinkling eyes, with a smile of relief on his lips, and said: "Give me your hand."
Qin Miaomiao suddenly became silly and awkwardly extended her left hand into his palm.
"It seems you've become infatuated with me again recently. The way you looked at me just now seemed like you were going to devour me."
