Freya''s mind went nk for a few seconds before she stammered, "A good personality and temper, loyal to rtionships, patient toward children, able to tolerate me, and will treat me well when I''m young or even when I''m old in the future. Of course, he has to look decent. He doesn''t have to be super handsome, but he can''t look crooked too. His financial situation shouldn''t be too bad. I don''t dislike guys who don''t have a wealthy family background, but there will be moremon topics between us if we''re of equal status."
Ryan gave a profound response. "Mm."
Freya was embarrassed. "Are my standards too high?"
"They are not high," Ryan said as he smiled. "Aside from looks which are inherited from parents and uncontroble, there is no need for a man to marry a wife if he can''t be gentle, caring, and loyal to his significant other. He can just get a sitter."
"You think I''m right too, right?" Freya was delighted. "I don''t want to be choosy either, but I have no choice. It''s precisely because I wasn''t choosy in the past that I got hurt over and over again. I... Sometimes, I''m really afraid of getting hurt again." "You won''t."
Ryan gazed at Freya with his dark, deep-set eyes." With me around, no one will ever hurt you again."
In the small restaurant, people were walking in and out, and it was very noisy. However, Freya felt as if her surroundings had suddenly fallen silent. 1
She saw Ryan''s serious expression, and it made her face flush uncontrobly. She even felt like there was ack of oxygen around her.
"Eat your mac and cheese. We''ll bete for the movie if you don''t start eating," Ryan reminded her with a smile.
"Alright."
Freya quickly lowered her head and ate her mac and cheese.
Ryanughed when he saw her red ears.
After finishing the meal, Ryan and Freya went to a nearby cinema.
When they entered, Ryan bought a box of popcorn, two cups of freshly-squeezed juice, and a hot dog.
While they watched the movie, Freya grabbed the popcorn and kept crunching on them. She even finished the hot dog.
Having eaten too much, her mouth was dry, and she needed to drink some juice.
Halfway into the movie, Freya thought something was not right. The cup of juice that she was drinking was almost finished, but why was the cup she was holding still quite full...?
A few secondster, she tugged Ryan''s sleeve awkwardly.
"What''s wrong?"
The volume in the cinema was loud. Hence, Ryan bent over, put his lips next to her ear, and asked.
His warm breath caressed Freya''s earlobes like an electric current flowing through. She felt like half of her heart went numb. Luckily, the cinema was quite dark, so her blushing face could not be seen. 1
However, she forgot about her bright gaze.
When Ryan caught her gaze at a close distance, he immediately understood.
Seeing that Freya was not talking, he intentionally went closer to her ear and continued asking, "I asked what''s wrong?"
His thin lips identally grazed her earlobes, and Freya''s body trembled. As if she had been shocked by a stronger electric current, she immediately sat up and red at him. "What are you doing?"
On the screen, the movie''s plot had reached an intense, exciting part, so it drowned her voice out.
"Huh?" Ryan went closer to Freya''s ear again with a confused expression. He asked, "What are you saying?"
Freya did not dare to let him get closer. She hastily dodged to another side to avoid him, but she identally hit a man on the other side.
That guy turned his head and nced at her unhappily.
Freya quickly apologized. She did not know whether that man had heard her
clearly or not, but he continued watching the movie anyway.
She shrank her head away and saw Ryan raising his eyebrows at her.
She gritted her teeth and turned Ryan''s head over frustratedly. She went close to
his ear and said angrily, "I drank your juice by ident."
The woman''s breath was sweet and soft.
Ryan felt like he understood what Freya had felt just now.