Rong Yan was in a very good mood after making a profit, pondering, she said, "Originally, I planned to treat you to an expensive lunch, but you insisted on eating hot and sour noodles, saving me a lot of money. How about this, since we'll still have time after eating, why don't we go to the nearby mall? I'll buy you something as a reward for your splendid performance just now. What gift would you like?"
Li Shengxiao raised an eyebrow, his hawk-like eyes focusing on her. Her reflection imprinted in his obsidian-like pupils, as if he could only see her, "What do you want to give me?"
"It depends on what you want," she replied by way of an example, "Like if I wanted to give you a cup, you wouldn't really use it, right?"