Ran Xiangsi's eyes, very beautiful.
Big round eyes, double eyelids, and incredibly thick lashes that flutter with each blink, captivating the heart.
With a touch of eyeshadow, the contours appeared even deeper.
The pupils were brown, and under the sunlight, they were so clear that you could almost see the patterns within them.
So pure... flawless.
Yet, there was a hint of cunning and wariness.
Extremely playful!
Xing Chen was still furious a second ago because she had rudely twisted him.
He was the descendant of the Wilson family, with the most noble and pure lineage, always above everyone!
But this little woman, not only was she not afraid of him, she was like a hedgehog with all its spines bristled, incredibly piercing!
She confronted him head-on without any fear.
However.
All the anger and dissatisfaction.
Seemed to have been completely forgotten in the moment he saw her playful eyes.
In one glance, something changed quietly.
Xing Chen, the first to notice his own gaffe, turned his head a bit unnaturally, but found his throat suddenly dry.
He didn't understand what this series of physical reactions meant?
Could it be, he hadn't slept well last night?
He was actually, staring at her dazedly, and moreover, his body was slightly warm.
Instinctively, he picked up his coffee, bringing it to his lips.
Before he could take a sip, the woman beside him swiftly snatched it away.
"This cup is mine." Ran Xiangsi said plainly, grabbing the coffee cup, not letting go of the brown paper bag in her hand.
Xing Chen frowned, did she think he would grab the gun?
Earlier, he had moved to sit beside Ran Xiangsi, but didn't have time to switch the coffee cups.
Opposite, Li Guoliang quickly pushed the other cup on the table over, "Young Master Xing, this one must be yours?"
As Li Guoliang said this, Ran Xiangsi nonchalantly took a sip of her coffee, which was already a bit cold.
Xing Chen didn't say anything, but as he reached out to pick up the coffee, he was interrupted by Ran Xiangsi again.
"It's cold, and so bitter, it's not suitable for you!" Ran Xiangsi said playfully, winking at Xing Chen while lightly biting her pink lower lip.
She was returning the remark Xing Chen had made earlier, that Espresso was too bitter, so why imitate him.
Perhaps Ran Xiangsi didn't notice, but that simple, unconscious lip bite, in Xing Chen's eyes, felt like a burning sensation, slightly scorching.
Such a strange feeling.
Xing Chen didn't speak, and Li Guoliang quickly stood up, "Young Master Xing, I'll get you another cup."
He turned to leave, but Ran Xiangsi called after him, "Get a latte."
"Alright." Li Guoliang nodded and headed to the café.
Xing Chen raised his eyebrows high, his tone filled with confusion and disdain, "Latte?"
Compared to Espresso, lattes are sweeter.
Completely milk-based coffee, what taste could it have?
"Espresso is too bitter, drink less of it, otherwise your heart will feel even more bitter!" Ran Xiangsi said with a smile, unable to resist making a decision for Xing Chen, and added, "Do you like Espresso's bitterness? So do I."
It's rare to find someone who likes Espresso as much as she does!
Putting aside previous prejudices, Ran Xiangsi actually felt a strange sense of sympathy for Xing Chen.
Sharing a love for something so extraordinarily bitter, she couldn't help but feel a bit tender towards him, and proactively made a choice for him to drink a latte, something sweeter.
Because she understood that bitterness, it can slowly tear at one's soul.