"It tastes good?" Seeing Han Yingying's eyes light up with joy, seemingly very fond of it, Shen Mosheng's eyes brimmed with laughter, "From now on, I'll buy it for you every day."
"Aren't you afraid of waiting in long lines?" Han Yingying asked curiously.
To him, wasn't time equivalent to money?
The smile in Shen Mosheng's eyes deepened, carrying a hint of tenderness, "If you like it, it's worth it."
"Actually, the taste is just average, but because you stood in line for over half an hour to buy it, it's especially delicious."
It was a rare occasion that Shen Mosheng spoke so pleasingly; Han Yingying wasn't stingy with her praise.
His words made Shen Mosheng smile joyfully, "From now on, whatever Yingying wants to eat, I'll buy it for you no matter how long the line is."
Han Yingying nodded with a sweet smile, "Mmm."
The two of them looked into each other's eyes as if no one else existed, as if they were the only two people in the world.