Beauty Questions

Listening to Song Xin'ai's response, Shui Xian's hands paused and he lifted up his head to look at his supposed mother-in-law for a moment before turning his eyes towards his wife. Then he lowered his head again with his lips curled up in an amused smile.

Before the silence could settle in between them, Song Xin'ai spoke up, "To be honest, I'm struggling right now. I can't figure out what to say to you."

"It's because you didn't think before coming here," replied Raelle. "You came to see me on impulse."

"Not really," replied Song Xin'ai. "I don't do things on impulse."

"Maybe not," said Raelle. "But you only thought about whether to come to see me or not. As for the rest, you didn't think about that. After all, I don't think we have anything to talk about."

Song Xin'ai looked at her intently before saying, "You're wrong. I think even if I start a random discussion, you'll hold it up."