Shen Lingfeng saw the tiny face suddenly enlarge before his eyes, rosy and with big, bright eyes.
"You never eat snacks usually, so what do you eat?" Youyou looked at him, thinking as she watched, "Do you prefer Chinese or Western food? Do you like sweet or spicy?"
To Youyou, Shen Lingfeng was usually just a fixture, a high mountain that she would eventually have to cross.
She knew that Shen Lingfeng was very popular at school, but it was the first ti she observed him so closely and carefully.
His features were particularly exquisite, as if each detail had been ticulously crafted by a creator, especially his nose, high and perfect, which made his whole facial contour deep and prominent.
Youyou had seen plenty of handso guys, especially abroad, so much so that she was numb to high noses and blue eyes.
Whether it was idol dramas or real-life male gods, she had long since lost interest.
So she never paid attention to boys like Shen Lingfeng, who were the sa age as her.
Particularly with a brother who was such a big presence, she prided herself on being more knowledgeable than the average peer.
Besides, it’s only those at big brother’s or even uncle’s age who can be truly called handso!
Only now did Youyou realize that Shen Lingfeng was much more handso than she initially thought.
"Whatever." Shen Lingfeng originally wanted to decline the al, but after being interrupted by Youyou, he instinctively answered her question.
"Oh, if ’whatever,’ then you can eat what I like to eat." Youyou said unabashedly, "Mommy, I want to eat Chinese cuisine! I also want ice cream, and chocolate..."
Even though Shen Lingfeng was an eye-catching existence, leaving Youyou montarily amazed.
She still wasn’t too excited, just found him a bit more pleasing to the eye.
He almost caught her climbing over the wall, and she silently vowed to rember that grudge.
"Youyou, we’re treating classmate Shen to dinner today," Lu Wanwan reminded, "You can’t just order what you like."
Youyou lanted, "But he doesn’t usually eat much... Well, alright, you tell us then?"
"Auntie, I’m really okay with anything."
Youyou imdiately said, "Actually, what I like to eat, you quite like too, right, right?"
Shen Lingfeng glanced at her, seeing those eyes that seed to speak, looking at him with a watery gaze.
"Mm."
"Mommy, you heard that!" Youyou imdiately turned her head, "Mommy, I want to have super delicious seafood from that place Daddy took before..."
Lu Wanwan had no choice, but boys aren’t usually picky eaters, especially well-mannered ones like Shen Lingfeng.
She figured there was no point in asking further and let Youyou give the address.
As they got off the car, Momo entered the restaurant with Shen Lingfeng, turning to ask, "Do you really eat whatever?"
"What do you think?"
"Alright, you don’t seem like a picky eater." Momo shrugged, "Just don’t get scared by Youyou later, she eats a lot."
Shen Lingfeng thought for a mont, "She never knew your mommy invited to dinner?"
"Now that you ntion it, she probably didn’t. Maybe Mommy thought she knew, because I also thought she knew, but in reality, she didn’t know, so she didn’t ask. Is there a problem?"
"No, just asking." Shen Lingfeng said coolly.
He looked at the exhilarated girl in front but said nothing more.
"Then let’s settle with these for now. Classmate Shen, are you sure you don’t want to add anything more? Don’t you have any special favorites?"
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