"In the evening..."
"Let's have dinner at home, I want to cook for you!"
Liu Xin'an has been organizing everything today, although these weren't particularly troublesome preparations, Bae Juhyun felt his sincerity deeply.
So by evening, Bae Juhyun decided to put in some effort herself.
Cooking a meal to express her love was something she could manage.
Liu Xin'an didn't refuse, but he couldn't help but chuckle softly.
It was hard to say if Bae Juhyun would still feel like cooking later; based on his understanding of her, he thought she probably wouldn't be in the mood to cook.
As they stepped out of the mall, a cold wind blew, making Liu Xin'an shiver, dressed somewhat thinly. He instinctively sniffed.
Predictably, Liu Xin'an, showing with his whole body that he was cold, was scolded by Bae Juhyun: "Seriously, it's cold, isn't it?"
"A little bit..."
"Come on, aren't there extra clothes in the car? Something thicker."
