On the contrary, the originally dull words came vividly from her mouth, as if it really made him smell the aroma of the food.
After talking for a while, Scarlett Yates felt a bit parched. Seeing that he had been listening to her chatter silently without any reaction, she asked, "Do you mind if the environment where we eat isn't so good?"
He was accustomed to frequenting high-end places, and she wondered if someone like him would deign to lower himself and go to those obscure little eateries with her.
Matthew Saxon didn't seem as picky as she imagined, and casually replied, "As long as it's clean."
"Clean, absolutely clean. When dining out, that's the most important thing."
With his words, Scarlett Yates finally felt relieved.
The two of them walked out of the dormitory building hand in hand.
It was close to evening when the sun in the sky was no longer scorching, and the sunlight that fell on the skin left only a comfortable warmth.
