Chu Xiao blinked, his long lashes like little fans, tickling Jian Xi's palm. She snatched her hand back as if shocked by electricity.
He gave a bashful smile, lowering his head, his small face blushing. "Sister, you smell really nice."
Jian Xi was momentarily speechless.
This little boy is too good at flirting.
My old heart can hardly resist melting.
"Little brother, it's getting late; you can go now."
She had made it clear he should leave.
Chu Xiao, acting as if he didn't understand, pressed eagerly, "You promised to have a meal with me, Sister. I'll listen to you from now on. Just give me a chance to apologize properly."
It seems he's still hung up on what happened before.
Jian Xi hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Alright then, let's go."
She instructed the chef not to cook for her and followed Chu Xiao to the restaurant.
The restaurant Chu Xiao chose was an upscale and sophisticated place called Shangshan Restaurant.
