Have they really hit the seven-year itch?
After strolling for over an hour, Mu Yichen held several shopping bags, while Qin Mu pushed Xiaonao upstairs to rest. She ordered a coffee and some hot water to make milk for Xiaonao. Holding the milk bottle, Xiaonao drank the formula eagerly while his large eyes couldn't help but continuously gaze at the coffee in Qin Mu's hand.
Mu Yichen didn't like the coffee there, so he didn't order any, but Qin Mu, feeling full and reluctant to waste it, nudged the cup towards him.
Mu Yichen, engrossed in his phone, frowned at the coffee suddenly appearing in front of him. He glanced at Qin Mu but eventually accepted it. Traces of lipstick lingered on the straw she used, but...
He was used to it!
As Qin Mu watched him drinking, she noticed a bit of lipstick staining his lips. She wanted to laugh but instead raised her hand to gently wipe it off with her thumb.
