Jian shutong, what did you put in the soup?

Jian shutong also turned to look at Shi qinglan.

He didn't know when she had taken out a beautiful radish and used a knife to carve a lifelike rose. The thin green skin was like a green leaf surrounding it, and the rose-red core of the radish gradually changed color. Her cutting skills were exquisite and delicate, beautiful and moving ...

"How can a radish be so beautiful? You were so amazing when you were young!" Monica's eyes were sparkling.

She looked at Shi qinglan with adoration. Perhaps it was because they had been talking and getting to know each other for the whole day, the way she addressed her had become more intimate.

Shi qinglan's Red lips curled up slightly. The Rose sculpted from the radish landed in her palm and she handed it over to the other party. for you.

"Really?" Monica's eyes became even brighter.