Promise Me

After taking a bite, Tang Huaixiao nodded. "It's quite delicious."

It tasted different from the one made by the chefs at home.

Tang Huaixiao liked meat. Such delicious beef could satisfy her taste bud.

When she was full, she realized that her hands were greasy.

If Shi Jiu was not around, she would just wipe it casually. She wasn't that particular, but now, she felt that it was inappropriate to wipe it casually in front of him.

Shi Jiu took out a handkerchief and went out. Soon, he returned. The handkerchief was already wet. Under Tang Huaixiao's puzzled gaze, he picked up her hand and wiped her fingers clean, one by one.

For some reason, Tang Huaixiao felt her face heat up. She had never felt this way before.

Shi Jiu held Tang Huaixiao's hand and walked out of the noodle shop. Of course, he had to pay. Even if the boss did not charge them, Shi Jiu still insisted on paying.