Han Zhiqing, realizing what was happening, also paused.
"I, I, I, this is..."
Han Zhiqing blushed and could barely speak; her shy expression was adorable.
"Haha, Miss Han personally wiped my mouth. Not everyone gets this kind of treatment. I haven't wiped it clean yet. Come on, help me wipe it off."
Luo Chen leaned over and turned his other cheek toward Han Zhiqing, whose face was flushed and burning.
Han Zhiqing's eyes were brimming with tears, and her face was so red it was almost dripping with moisture.
But she pursed her lips slightly and complied with Luo Chen's request.
Her movements were gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting Luo Chen.
Luo Chen was somewhat stunned.
[As expected, Han Zhiqing is much gentler. She does things she doesn't want to do anyway. Who would bear to bully a girl like that?]
[The host successfully dissed the opponent; reward: +1 to physique.]
Upon hearing this heartfelt sentiment, Han Zhiqing withdrew her hand, and lowered her head slightly, feeling both shy and sweet.
Luo Chen smiled. It was rare to see Han Zhiqing like this. Besides, this might be the most suitable way for her to be.
We finished the meal simply.
The two walked out of the restaurant together.
A cold wind blew from the street, heading towards the two of them.
Han Zhiqing, who wasn't wearing many layers, shivered and felt cold.
She regretted not wearing more clothes when she knew it was cold outside. She was only thinking about seeing Luo Chen as soon as possible. Although the temperature hadn't dropped much since she had just finished eating, she was afraid that this would make Luo Chen unhappy.
Frustrated, she suddenly saw a coat draped over her shoulders. Han Zhiqing looked over and saw Luo Chen smiling at her, saying, "It's so hot, can you help me put this on?"
"No, I also feel very hot."
Han Zhiqing refused. The weather was so cold now, and the temperature would drop soon. Luo Chen was only wearing a long-sleeved shirt underneath, which wouldn't be enough to keep him warm.
"How can you compare to me?"
Luo Chen showed off his physique slightly and laughed, "I've trained before, this temperature is nothing to me, so just put it on."
As he spoke, Luo Chen took off the scarf he was wearing and wrapped it around Han Zhiqing's neck.
Looking at Han Zhiqing, who was now fully protected, Luo Chen nodded in satisfaction: "Haha, that makes things much easier."
"Luo Chen..."
"Alright, just help me put it on."
Luo Chen casually flicked Han Zhiqing's nose, then turned and walked ahead.
"Let's go for a walk since we just finished eating."
Han Zhiqing touched her nose, somewhat stunned. Luo Chen's intimate actions made her feel a little uncomfortable.
But for some reason, this action made people feel at ease.
In addition...
Han Zhiqing tightened the coat she was wearing; it was Luo Chen's coat and had his scent.
He touched the scarf wrapped around his neck.
Han Zhiqing couldn't help but laugh.
"Why are you still standing there? Come over here quickly."
Luo Chen, who had walked to a distance, waved in this direction.
"Um!"
Han Zhiqing walked quickly toward Luo Chen.
Under the streetlights, the two people's shadows stretched long.
The two walked down the street, unaware of what kind of program was being held that day. There were many programs and snacks along this street.
The two walked and looked around, stopping whenever they saw a program that interested them or a delicious meal.
Han Zhiqing was somewhat shocked. Luo Chen had eaten so much earlier, yet he still had an appetite.
However, she didn't mind.
She felt happy as long as she could see Luo Chen happy.
"Wow, there are sugar figurines here! Zhiqing, let's go take a look."
Not far away, at a mobile street stall, an old man was making sugar figurines for people, his skillful technique producing exquisite and lifelike figures.
Luo Chen was in high spirits, and after receiving the agreement, he pulled Han Zhiqing over.
Sugar figurines are not commonly seen nowadays. With the development of the times, the traditional craft has been lost, and the fast pace of modern society has led to high demand.
Some time-consuming and laborious crafts that don't make money are of little interest to people.
It's a rare thing that we can still see some traditional crafts that haven't been lost.
Most people like this don't choose this path to make more money; rather, they persist because of a certain conviction or interest in their hearts.
Standing to the side, watching the old man make a sugar figurine—a Monkey King—the customer was a little boy. As the figurine gradually took shape, the little boy's eyes lit up, and an innocent smile graced his tender face.
"Alright, your Monkey King is ready."
"Thank you, Grandma."
The little boy, in his childish voice, made "waa waa" sounds as he held the sugar figurine of the Monkey King in his hand. It seemed that this sugar figurine was not an inanimate object, but rather had a life of its own. It was as if one could still see that scene from back then: the Monkey King, who was still arrogant and proud in front of 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, making a great disturbance in the Heavenly Palace.
The little boy left with his mother. Watching the little boy holding a sugar figurine in one hand and his mother's hand in the other, laughing and chatting happily, Han Zhiqing was silently moved.
Luo Chen saw this and was about to say something when the stall owner's grandmother spoke up.
"Young men, what kind of sugar figurine do you two want? If you don't know what you want, you can take a look at the ones I've made here."
Grandma pointed to the sugar figurines standing on the left. There were many kinds, including the Monkey King like the one we just saw, as well as bird figurines, characters, flowers, and so on.
The craftsmanship is exquisite and beautiful.
Luo Chen stroked his chin, unsure which one to choose, so he asked Han Zhiqing, "Zhiqing, do you have any sugar figurines you'd like?"
Han Zhiqing paused for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't know either."
"I see..."
Seeing the two of them looking troubled and unsure of what to choose, Grandma smiled kindly and said, "You two must be boyfriend and girlfriend."
"Um!!!"
Both Luo Chen and Han Zhiqing were stunned by this abrupt remark.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Grandma's expression was also unsettled. She looked at the two of them and saw that their relationship was so close that there wasn't a single gap between them. They seemed quite well-matched.
Most importantly, the way they looked at each other was a tender, slightly indulgent gaze.
If this isn't a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, then what is?
As for marriage, Grandma naturally didn't believe it. After all, she was an experienced woman and could tell at a glance whether someone had that kind of thing or not.
“Grandma, we really aren’t,” Luo Chen explained.
At the same time, he secretly glanced at Han Zhiqing, who was standing to the side, blushing and twisting her hands together.
The old lady's words had a significant impact on her.
Grandma smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I was overthinking it."
Luo Chen waved his hand dismissively.
"Have you decided what kind of sugar figurines you want?"
"Um……"
Luo Chen stroked his chin, glanced at Han Zhiqing, and said thoughtfully, "I've thought of it, but I don't know if I can do it."
This piqued Han Zhiqing's curiosity, and she wanted to know what kind of sugar figurine Luo Chen wanted to make.
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