Ah?

Allen looked at Kevin embarrassedly, and his heart began to beat faster. "Didn’t he get it wrong?"

Kevin still looked at him and saw him feel a little embarrassed, explaining kindly: "Give me one more laugh. Just that... smile?"

… are you kidding? Let me laugh.

Allen had the feeling of crossing to the ancient brothel. He was the prostitute in the house, and Kevin was a guest who came to buy a smile.

He showed a smirk stiffly.

Kevin stared at his face for a long time, finally snorted, and reached out to poke Allen’s cheek: "This smile is not qualified, you owe me a smile, remember?"

"... um." Allen’s smile disappeared at once. He took a sip of tea with mixed feelings.

He was wrong. He shouldn’t relax his vigilance because of Kevin’s approachable attitude towards him. The rich man was always abnormal, and Kevin was even more abnormal.

At this time, the door of the room opened. David entered with two cold dishes and bowls. He placed the dishes on the table and reported the names of the dishes, which eased the quiet atmosphere in the private room.

"Big boss, my dad brewed the scented wine last year and dug two jars out two days ago, and there are a few pots of osmanthus wine and peach wine. Would you like to get two pots?"

"Um," Kevin turned his gaze to Allen. "Do you drink?"

Allen had no hobby with wine. But looking at David’s expectant face, he nodded.

"Well, take a pot of osmanthus wine. The osmanthus outside grow well," Kevin picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the plate, "Take two or three pots of osmanthus wine to my bedroom later. I will live here with your idol for two days."

"Ok!"David cheered up and looked at Kevin and Allen: "Then, can I go to play with my idol?"

"What do you think?" Kevin picked up a piece of cucumber with the chopsticks and chewed it.

David took the tray and left unwillingly.

Allen smiled silently with the chopsticks in his mouth. Kevin caught sight of his smile out of the corner of his eyes and felt his heart clawed by a cat's paw.

The house was quiet. The wind blew in from the open window, and a few scented flowers plunged into the nose. The aroma of the flowers was light and fragrant. And the aroma mixed with the fragrance of the oolong tea in the house and the cedar smell on Kevin smelled good.

It was not long before the staple foods were served, including osmanthus scrambled eggs, potato stewed sirloin, and lotus leaf rice. These were light dishes. The flowers and wine taste sweet, with the rural atmosphere away from the city. Allen unconsciously ate more than usual, and only when he put down the bowl and gave David a signature, did he remember that he should have controlled the diet.

…but he did not eat breakfast this morning, maybe it didn’t matter.

As he thought about it, he followed Kevin and went downstairs. Because he was full, his footsteps were much lighter than when he came.

Outside the small restaurant, Kevin did not take Allen to where he parked the car; instead, they went to a road with thick shade not far from the small restaurant.

"We just finished eating. Let’s walk to the park that wasn’t too far." As soon as Kevin entered the road where there are thick trees and no one, he stretched out lazily. His relaxed look was completely different from what he looked like in front of people. And he even picked a root of Setaria viridis and held it in his mouth.

Allen was behind him and looked at his string of casual and childish movements. Although he was surprised, he had to say that he also relaxed a lot.

However, it was true that good-looking people looked good at every action.

Allen looked at Kevin’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs when Kevin walked forward with his arms behind his head. He thought quietly in his heart.