The marriage proposal, or perhaps a birthday celebration... Zhao Lifei couldn't find the proper words to describe tonight. In the end, she settled with both.
All seven courses of dinner were served and their night was coming to a close, or so she thought. Her stomach was stuffed — something he ensured and she definitely did not mind. Later, they got into a car and she assumed they were heading home.
Zhao Lifei gently leaned her head upon his shoulder and surprised him by grabbing his hand first, holding it with both of her tiny ones.
Yang Feng watched her play with his long fingers. She had a silly smile on her face, oblivious to the tender look on his. Using one of her fingers, she poked his thumb, then smiled up at him, her eyes crinkling. Her dimples were very prominent and he wanted to pinch her cheek.
"Pst, pst, I have a secret to tell you." She whispered to him, urging him to lean his head down so that she could access his ears.
