Ning Qiluo continued eating her snacks: "No, the waiter just said we have to hold hands. Once it's formed, it's an unchangeable sculpture that will be kept for exhibition. This kind of thing should be done with my boyfriend to make it feel more ceremonial."

Even Ning Qiluo herself didn't realize that as she said these words, she had begun to pay attention to every detail of being with Jiang Yingchi.

Although they were boyfriend and girlfriend before, she didn't feel like she was in a relationship.

Recently, she seems to have experienced the feeling of being in love.

It's sweet.

Sometimes I find myself thinking about him without even realizing it.

And every time I see him, I don't dare to look him in the eye.

If he gets too close to her, her cheeks will feel hot.

So in the end, Ning Qiluo concluded that this was the feeling of being in love.

Su Muyu looked at her quietly.

She seemed to be thinking about another man, her smile so radiant. Su Muyu forced himself to look away, his face turning slightly pale, his heart clenching.

Why does it feel so uncomfortable? It's like something is about to burst out. He tries so hard to control himself, to control himself, and to control himself again...

A hand suddenly reached out towards her—

Ning Qiluo was startled by Su Muyu's suddenly outstretched hand.

But the next second, Su Muyu's gentle voice was heard: "Senior sister, your hair is a bit messy, let me fix it for you."

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing."

It turned out to be her hair; she must have messed it up without noticing after taking off her hat.

Ning Qiluo roughly smoothed her hair. "Is it better now?"

"Hmm." Su Muyu smiled faintly, but the smile never reached his eyes.

He said in a deliberately casual tone, "So, senior sister already has a boyfriend."

Ning Qiluo readily admitted, "Yes."

"So, when will you go public?" Su Muyu asked again.

Ning Qiluo did not answer immediately.

Ning Qiluo hadn't really thought about going public with the relationship, even though they were engaged before, she had amnesia.

In her view, she only started dating Jiang Yingchi now.

She couldn't quite recall if anything had happened before.

As the waiter brought out the side dishes, Su Muyu said, "Don't just stand there in front of her."

The voice sounded so cold that the waiter almost trembled and quickly moved the side dishes next to Ning Qiluo to the side so as not to block her view.

Ning Qiluo didn't seem to care.

However, the space in front of them was quite spacious.

The bottom of the pot has already started to boil.

The first piece of tripe Su Muyu cooked was placed in Ning Qiluo's dipping sauce dish. He said gently, "Keeping it private is a way to protect you, Senior Sister. Once the relationship is made public, it won't be so good for you."

He spoke slowly in both tone and manner.

Ning Qiluo thanked him, "I hadn't thought about that. Oh, and don't be shy with me, it's just the two of us eating hot pot, so I'm not going to go easy on you."

I just finished speaking.

Her phone rang.

As soon as she took it out to look at it, she immediately bit her lower lip.

Just as Su Muyu picked up her phone to look at it, he happened to see the three words on the screen from that angle: Jiang Yingchi.

The hand holding the chopsticks unconsciously increased its grip.

Where?

Jiang Yingchi's cool voice came through the receiver.

Ning Qiluo honestly confessed, "I'm eating hot pot outside."

"With whom?"