Qiao Muyuan was wrapped in a thick off-white cloak coat. She looked cute, but her makeup was a bit heavy.

Chen Hansheng was wearing a thick black down jacket and was very tall. He walked beside Qiao Muyuan and protected her almost all the way. Both of them were good-looking, attracting the attention of people around them.

Qiao Muyuan has probably been looked at a lot since he was a child, so he is not surprised at all, but Chen Hansheng is still cautious and will even use his body to block Qiao Muyuan to prevent others from looking at him.

They chose a small private room and the two of them sat on mahogany chairs. Qiao Muyuan asked Chen Han to order, but he refused.

She smiled: "You don't have to be so polite to me."

Chen Hansheng blushed, then carefully picked up the menu and ordered a few dishes.

Qiao Muyuan took off her cloak and coat, and the warm yellow light shone on her delicately made-up face, her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, high nose bridge, and berry-colored lipstick.

Even before she could take off the fan-shaped earrings from her ears, she took out the small mirror from her bag and took them off because they were too heavy.

"Chen Hansheng, do you think my makeup looks good today?"

How could Chen Hansheng dare to look at her? His face would turn red if he looked at her more. When she asked, his heart would beat loudly: "Good-looking, very beautiful."

Qiao Muyuan laughed again, Chen Hansheng in her eyes was too innocent.

"You order more dishes, I'll go to the bathroom to take off my makeup." Qiao Muyuan put her shoulder bag on her back and smiled brightly.

Chen Hansheng couldn't take his eyes away. He had seen many beautiful girls, but none of them were as beautiful as her. She had bright eyes, white teeth, light dimples, elegant behavior, appearance, temperament, and talents. She was

I also want to make friends with him.

Such a girl is like the bright moon and stars in the sky, it hurts to hold it in the palm of your hand.

Of course, she must have been pampered since she was a child. Otherwise, she would not have such bright and enthusiastic feelings. Just looking at her makes her feel happy.

Chen Hansheng pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes twinkling.

Qiao Muyuan stood up and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

The restaurant is very large, with a lobby, a corridor, private rooms... everything is available. The sun has set, and there is only a little bit of light left outside.

Qiao Muyuan asked the staff and then walked towards the bathroom.

It's a bit far from the small private room she booked.

On her feet, she was still wearing the silver-white pearl-buckle high-heeled shoes she wore during today's performance. They were a bit cold and the heels were very high.

But Qiao Muyuan looked elegant when wearing these shoes. Her hair was tied loosely into a bun, with a few strands of hair falling beside her ears.

She doesn't usually wear these shoes. She only wears them when she goes out to perform. After all, it's not easy to walk.

It was the same today. I vaguely felt that the skin on my heels had been rubbed off. When I lowered my head, I saw that my heels were indeed red.

I was walking in the corridor when I was suddenly hit on the shoulder.

Qiao Muyuan raised his head and saw Tong Qian coming out of the bathroom.

The person who just hit her was Tong Qian.

Tong Qian raised her head, seemingly surprised, and then the corners of her lips raised a vague arc, her eyes as cold as frost.

Qiao Muyuan hurried to the bathroom as if he was avoiding the plague, his face suddenly turned ugly.

She really didn't know why she was so unlucky to meet Tong Qian again. There was nothing good about meeting this woman.
Chapter completed!