Su Wanyan savored the last bite of the crepe, letting the sweet and soft cream and fresh strawberry linger on her tongue. A satisfied smile spread across her face as she chewed slowly, eyes half-closed in pure contentment. She wiped her hands carefully with a napkin, then dabbed at the corners of her lips before crumpling the tissue and tossing it into a nearby bin. Finally, she reached for her bottle of water and took a long, refreshing sip, the cool liquid soothing her throat.
"Satisfied?" Mo Xingxue asked, her voice soft and warm. A gentle smile played on her lips as she watched Su Wanyan, the afternoon light catching the subtle elegance of her features.
"Yep," Su Wanyan replied, returning the smile with equal ease. The sunlight kissed half of her face, highlighting the soft warmth in her eyes and the gentle curve of her lips. It was a simple, unguarded expression—kind, content, and quietly dazzling.
