Kian held back his laughter and squinted his eyes, "Who said she had to pay by herself when she should?"
"It's not me," said Myra, waving her hand.
"Where's your face?"
"I forgot to bring it."
Kian looked at her with a doting smile.
Seeing that she deliberately acted so shameless in front of him, Kian was very satisfied, indicating that she had opened her heart to him and was no longer on guard.
Of course, he also knew that she was having a good time eating, but according to the principle, he would discuss with her about other expenses except that he would cover everythin
rust you, and you should trust me. I'm not a person without judgment."
After a pause, he continued, "Besides, the highest level of trust you want is granted."
Hearing this, Myra looked up at him in surprise.
He looked at her with confidence, and his eyes were full of encouragement. "You don't need to doubt your position in my heart."
After looking at him for a while, the uncertain look in her eyes finally calmed down. Myra nodded seriously.
At this time, other dishes were served one after another. Kian let go of her hand so that she could have a big meal with gay abandon.