The waiter knocked and came in again with the dishes. Song Jinze tended to Ye Zhenzhen very thoughtfully, separating her portion and passing her the utensils. In his movements, the light in his eyes shimmered as if bathed in the mild moonlight, revealing endless tenderness...
Da Mi also placed a small portion of soup in front of Ye Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, try this mushroom soup."
In his memory, Zhenzhen liked this kind of soup.
"Okay, thanks!"
Song Jinze took the soup in front of her, "This soup has cooled, drink this bowl instead." Then he put a freshly served vegetable thick soup in front of Ye Zhenzhen, "Drink this one."
Ye Zhenzhen gave the man beside her an annoyed side glance. What was this again!
Seeing Song Jinze behave this way, Da Mi didn't follow suit, but instead took out a card and handed it to Ye Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, this is for you."
Ye Zhenzhen was puzzled, "What do you mean by giving me a card?"