An Indirect Kiss?

Fang Zhihan rubbed his big palm on top of Yu Gangan's head, "Don't worry, it's just regular maintenance."

Like a frightened little animal, Yu Gangan immediately took a step back, "Don't be so touchy-feely, if people see it, it won't look too good."

Fang Zhihan turned and looked around. They had just passed by an old herbal tea shop and the old, friendly shopkeeper was rushing towards them with a smile.

Yu Gangan held back her embarrassment and waved at the old man.

At this moment, Fang Zhihan shoved his hands in his pockets and asked, "Are you really close to these people?"

"I grew up here. However, a few stores were rented out recently. If this was a few years ago, not a single person on this street didn't know me." As Yu Gangan spoke, she pointed to a beef noodle store ahead, "That's Auntie Liu's noodle shop. They sell the best beef noodles in Baiyang City."

"Then, you must take me there to try it."