The freshly baked pastry was a bit hot. Guo Guo held it in her small hands, took a bite, and blew on it, but her eyes sparkled, and her smile curved into a happy crescent, showing she really liked it.
Philip Shaw watched, his eyes lowered, and he smiled slightly.
The sunlight from the window fell on their faces, highlighting the fine fuzz on both faces, one large, one small, both similar yet distinct. One was charming, the other graceful, which filled his heart with sweetness and warmth.
After finishing the osmanthus cake, Philip Shaw gave Guo Guo another gift.
When that neatly wrapped gift box was brought out, Aldana Candi couldn't help but give him a glance.
Last night, she saw Philip Shaw find that particularly feminine gift box from who knows where, pink in color, and put the white lace princess dress into it, even wrapping it himself.
When Guo Guo received the gift, she seemed a bit anxious, glancing at Philip Shaw, then at Aldana Candi.
