The sun umbrellas packed the square so densely that the tables beneath them were nearly all occupied.
This was an extremely common sight on a Sunday at this hour.
Luo Qiu walked through the gaps between the crowd and the tables, easily finding Song Ying.
She had probably been there for a while. She had ordered an iced black tea, and part of the straw had been bitten out of shape. Resting her chin in her hand, she was staring boredly at the family of three at the neighboring table, one slender leg raised beneath the table and gently kicking at the air. She seemed somewhat distracted.
"You like drinking cold things when it's cold out?"
"Are all your opening lines this strange...?" Song Ying turned around, sounding slightly annoyed. "Yes, I like eating ice cream in winter. Is there a problem?"
Luo Qiu sat down and said calmly, "Girls should still be careful to keep warm. Eating too many cold things in winter can easily cause uterine coldness."
Uterine... uterine coldness... What did uterine coldness even mean...?
For some inexplicable reason, Miss Sakura's ears grew hot. As a woman, she of course knew that uterine coldness had many implications—but wasn't this kind of topic usually discussed between girls? Of course, there were also situations involving mothers and daughters.
Was he saying she might not be able to have children in the future?
Unaware that Miss Sakura's thoughts had wandered off in that direction, Luo Qiu glanced around and discovered that Song Ying's bodyguards were seated all around them... There were even a few unfamiliar faces.
"There seem to be more people," Luo Qiu said casually.
"Huh? What, what has increased?" Song Ying froze. Following Luo Qiu's gaze, she suddenly understood. "Oh, some more people came from home. Another group