At first, Xia Liyou felt rather uncomfortable in her outfit, but once she sat down to eat, she completely forgot about her clothing.
Such an elegant woman, dressed in a designer dress, eating in an open-air stall was bound to attract many stares.
But Xia Liyou paid no attention to this. It seemed that eating had become her sole focus now.
Ruan Xiangchen took off his own coat and handed it to Xia Liyou, saying, "Put this on."
Xia Liyou blinked in confusion. Her lips, spiced up by the chili, were a vivid red, which made her fair cheeks look even more radiant.
"I'm not cold," she replied reflexively.
Ruan Xiangchen pulled a face, "I didn't mean that, just put it on."
Xia Liyou gave him a suspicious look, but ignored his suggestion. After staring at him for a while, she lowered her head and continued eating.