Her eyes were bent into a lovely crescent, and even her voice was extremely cheerful, "It's okay, you have the right to refuse."
Just when Duan Mu looked at the glass again, she heard her say again: "But I won't give up."
Duan Mu's hand that picked up the glass shards paused.
For the rest of the time, she watched him pick up the glass shards in a very quiet manner. She just concentrated on watching people's eyes. I believe no one can ignore it.
A few minutes later, Duan Mu came out after washing his hands, only to see that she was lying on the sofa and yawning, but when she saw him coming out, she immediately laughed again, "You haven't answered me yet, would you like to accompany me tomorrow?" Where am I going to eat?"
He just came over and said: "Tomorrow my role is full, I think I can only refuse."
"Really?" Feng Jing sat down next to the sofa and gave him a seat, but she didn't feel that disappointed, anyway, every time she invited her, she was ready to be rejected by him.
Duan Mu sat down beside her, and said, "But maybe... the day after tomorrow."
Feng Jing was taken aback for a moment, and smiled happily when he realized, "Well, let's make it the blue restaurant we went to last time, okay?"
"Okay." He glanced out of the dark window, and mentioned it casually, "Miss Xia came out so late, won't your parents be worried?"
"Of course it will."
"Miss Xia..."
"It's just that they all know that no one can stop what I'm going to do, let alone..." She hugged her legs and bent her chin on her knees. There was a sweet smile in her bright eyes, "I think I can't refuse to be close to you."
His eyes lowered slightly, and his eyes fell on her face.
She asked again: "Duan Mu, have many people said that you are beautiful?"
"Not bad." He replied softly. When he first debuted, many people commented that he was good-looking. At that time, he didn't have any works that could stand out. The media and the public had no impression of him. That's all. However, it was the first time for a girl to look at him so intently and say that he was good-looking in a joyful tone.
After all, when the media and fans commented on him, they were always either business-like indifference or excited when evaluating idols.
He has never lacked those who will praise him, but he has never experienced that a girl who is not a fan of his movie will use such a wholehearted appearance to say that she looks good.
And with the passage of time, those who said he was good-looking gradually began to comment on his acting skills.
"Although I'm not the first person to say you're pretty, I'm a little sad, but... Duan Mu, you're really pretty." She said, laughing happily again.
Reciprocating courtesy, he also smiled and said: "You are also very good-looking."
He wouldn't use the word "beautiful" to describe her, which was too mature for her.
Feng Jing sat next to him again, and she asked him quietly: "Then I said you look good, will you feel happy?"
He didn't answer but instead asked: "I said you look good, will you be happy?"
"Yes." She nodded honestly, "Even if I know you are talking politely, I will be happy when I hear you say I look good."
"Miss Xia said I'm good-looking, is that a polite way?"
She shook her head, "No."
"Then neither am I." There was a gentle light in his eyes.