Although not particularly stunning, she at least looks very pleasant, and she has the kind of beauty that grows on you.
Su Junhao looked at her and smiled, "You're the fastest girl I've ever seen at getting ready."
"Oh? Be honest, how many women have you lived with?" Jian Yanyan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Those are all in the past." Su Junhao cleared his throat and asked, "Aren't you going to put on some makeup?"
"Do I need to? I've got natural beauty—why would I need those chemical products?" Jian Yanyan said proudly.
"Yes, yes, you have natural beauty." Su Junhao chuckled lightly and played along, "Let's eat."
Jian Yanyan picked up a steamed bun and took a bite, then laughed with delight, "It's shrimp-filled dumplings."
"Yes." Su Junhao served her another bowl of porridge and placed it in front of her.
Suddenly, her nose tingled a little.
She used to do these things for Shen Mingfeng, but now Su Junhao was doing them for her.
