Upon seeing Meng Yuegui, his expression suddenly changed. Wen Renxuan looked behind himself and saw Tang Muyan! Tang Muyan was sitting beside the table at the back.

Tang Muyan wore a hat and a pair of sunglasses. However, Meng Yuegui still felt that when Tang Muyan turned his face towards her, it seemed like there was a chilling gaze directed at her.

Meng Yuanguo's heart was pounding fiercely, with a voice inside him telling him not to go, but he still went over.

"Mu Yan, what a coincidence."

Tang Muyan took off his sunglasses, feeling somewhat surprised - his family rarely called him "Muyan". Well, is this because they feel guilty?

"Tang Muyan extended his arm and touched Meng Yuegui's head as he asked, "How did you end up cutting your hair, Sweet Milk?" Although the texture of his hair remained the same, the shortened hair no longer felt as soft and easy to rub as before."

"Um, how about changing the route? Let's go for a more sunny and handsome style."

Tang Muyan finally had a slight smile on his face. He glanced at Wenren Xuan sitting over there, and then retracted his smile.

"What are you two going to do later?" Tang Muyan asked as he wrapped his arm around Meng Yuegui's slender waist.

Meng rubbed his nose and said, "I'm going to the arcade."

"I also want to go, is it convenient for us to go together?" Tang Muyan's pupils grew even deeper, his tone devoid of joy or anger.

"Ah... of course you can." Meng Yue Lei chuckled, revealing two adorable little tiger teeth as she pinched Tang Mu Yan's face. "Are you jealous?"

"Darling, so you intentionally did this knowing full well?" Tang Muyan pinched Meng Yuegui's waist and said, "Since you know I would get jealous, yet you still dared to go out with him."

Meng Yuan turned her eyes upwards and scoffed, "Who says I did it on purpose? I just figured it out a moment ago."

"Okay, whatever you say." Tang Muyan pinched Meng Yuegu's nose gently, affection filling his eyes.

Meng Yuezai glanced at the table in front of Tang Muyan and asked, "Have you not ordered yet?"

"Hmm, not yet."

"Then let's go together."

"Sure." Tang Muyan gently pinched Meng Yuegui's waist with his hand, "Baby, your waist is so slender, and it feels firm when touched."

Meng Yuan glanced at Guibai and shrugged off his grip.

Tang Muyan playfully ruffled Meng Yuegui's hair and the two of them sat down at the same table as before.

Wen Renxuan watched their interaction, completely baffled.

"Xuan Ge, how about going to the arcade later?"

"Um, I have work to do later."

"It's okay, you can go. I can go with Tang Muyan."

Tang Muyan raised an eyebrow - What does "also okay" mean?

"Okay." Wen Renxuan felt a little regretful. "By the way, what does Mu Yan want to eat?"

"No, it's okay. I'm not very hungry."

"Not hungry? But it's lunchtime. Come, have some." Meng Yuigui cut his steak in half and forked it onto an empty plate.

"Here, have another taste of the watermelon frost." Meng Yuguai placed the cup between the two of them and added a straw inside.

"Sweetheart, you've been acting a bit strange lately," Tang Muyan pinched Meng Yuegui's face, "Why do you seem guilty?"

"Stop talking nonsense, are you going to eat or not?"

"Eat, of course I dare not not eat." Tang Muyan smiled with a face full of indulgence, warmth overflowing from his eyes.

Meng Yue pouted and playfully pushed a piece of potato towards Tang Muyan's lips.

Tang Muyan held Meng Yuerui's wrist, staring into his eyes as he lazily bit into the potato chip. A seductive smile curled his lips as he licked the corner of his mouth.

Meng Yuanguo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, changed the subject, his ears turning bright red.

Tang Muyan smiled and began dissecting the beef steak. Meng Yuegui turned his head to drink watermelon frost, and Tang Muyan also came over to drink. Meng Yuegui was taken aback, not realizing what was happening, and the two of them remained in this ambiguous posture.

At this moment, Wen Renxuan felt like his eyes were going blind.

The three of them finished their meal and settled the bill. Wen Renxuan spoke up, "Well, I'll be leaving first."

"Sure, let's make plans for another time," Meng Yue said, returning a sincere smile.

"Okay, let's make another appointment." Wenren Xuan turned his head and looked at Tang Muyan. "Muyan, I'll leave the task of reporting today's events to you."

Tang Muyan felt somewhat displeased in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. Placing his hand on Meng Yuegui's shoulder, he smiled and said, "I will take good care of my sweet little milk, so rest assured."

After Hearing Ren Xuan's departure, Tang Muyan finally spoke up, "Tian Niu Nai, do you want to go to the arcade? Is it because you want to play that dancing ghost machine on top of it? How come you were still dancing in front of others? Didn't you dance enough that day?"

Meng Yuguilian's face turned bright red, muttering under his breath, "It's not like it's pole dancing."

Tang Muyan clicked his tongue and said, "Alright, let's go buy some clothes."

"Uh? But I already bought it today."

Tang Muyan glanced at him with a look of disdain, saying, "You don't look good in that outfit, I don't like it."

Tang Muyan's comment on its unattractiveness is actually just his personal dislike. In his worldview, anything he doesn't like is considered unattractive. But who is Meng Yuagui? He is a designer. When someone questions his skills, he becomes displeased.

"I won't go! Someone like me with no aesthetic sense can't join you."

Tang Muyan poked the huffing Meng Yuegui and calmly mentioned the conditions, "You and I will go buy clothes. You pick, and I'll pay. Tonight, I'll treat you to spicy crayfish."

Meng Yuerui blinked his eyes and finally broke through, saying, "Alright, that's settled then!"

Tang Muyan was helpless. How did he end up falling for such a haughty little foodie?

"Darling, shouldn't you also give me a little something in return?"

"What do you want me to repay?"

"For example...some things that couples should do." Tang Muyan raised an eyebrow.

"Ah - would you like to have a meal together?"

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