Mishi and Xian were staring into each other's eyes when the phone rang. Xian stepped back and took out the phone from his pocket. Answering the call he asked Chang where he was.

"Brother, I'm already in the restaurant. Chunhua is also with me," said Chang.

"That's good. We'll reach there in an hour," murmured Xian and hung up the call. Mishi was applying some face cream when Xian turned to her. "The two kids have reached there. Let's go now," said Xian.

Mishi massaged the cream gently on her face and then got up from the chair. Xian smiled looking at her. "You're looking pretty," whispered Xian leaning close to Mishi's ear. Mishi hit Xian's chest and told him to be so cheesy.

Biyu, Mark, Lau and Lan Zhan were waiting for them in the hall when they saw both of them coming towards them. They got up from the sofa. "MishI, you're looking so beautiful." Said Biyu and held her hands.

"Let's go before we get late. CC are also there," murmured Xian and walked out of the house. Others too followed him. Lan Zhan was in the driver seat, Biyu and Lau Lan sat on the backseat while Mark was on the seat beside the driver. Xian and Mishi were in the other car. Lan Zhan started the engine and they left from there.

"Should I drive?," asked Mishi and with her one hand put the bangs aside when Xian noticed a bruise on Mishi's forehead. He immediately touched Mishi's forehead and asked, "what's this? How did you get hurt?," asked Xian. He was panicking and then he looked at Mishi's hands.

"I got a hit in the taxi. Don't worry, let's go." Said Mishi and put on her seatbelt.

"Mishi, I can't bear a single scratch on you." Stated Xian and from the upside cabinet took out one bandage. Putting away Mishi's bangs, Xian put the bandage over it.

He then gently put her hand on her jawline and said, "Don't get hurt from now on and you are so careless you didn't even tell me."

Mishi smiled and said, "I'm fine. That bruise was minute. It's not like I'll di…." Before Mishi could complete the die word Xian put his lips onto her and kissed her softly. "Xian," moaned Mishi.

Xian leaned back and said, "Don't ever take that word from your mouth." Leaning back he put on his seatbelt and they drove away in the car.

"I see they're quite far from us," murmured Mark.

"Hmm. Don't know what Xian started doing with her," murmured Lan Zhan and started laughing. Mark too laughed hearing him.

"Why are you two laughing?," asked Biyu. "Nothing mom. Lan Zhan was just telling a joke," murmured Mark and turned his head in front. Xian caught up with Lan Zhan's car and they both reached the restaurant in an hour.

"Ultraviolet," murmured Mishi.

"Hmm. It's a good family restaurant. It will be fun," whispered Xian and they got out of the car. Lan Zhan and the others were also at the front of the entrance. Xian gestured to them to step inside. CC came to them and gave a warm hug to them.

After talking with the manager Xian told them they should go to room 25. All nodded and left for there. As they enter in they all get delighted seeing the interior. Xian told all of them to take their seats but held Mishi's hand.

"Leave two seats for us," muttered Xian. Chunhua giggled seeing them. "Brother has become romantic," murmured Chunhua and sat beside Chang. Biyu smiled hearing this.

Xian pulled out a chair for Mishi and then after making her sit, he took the seat. A meal of 22 cuisines is best for a big family. "I always wanted to eat that when I was a kid," said Chun. Mishi looked at her when Xian said, "it's fine. You can eat now with your whole family."

"Well this 22 cuisine meal makes me recall a thing," said Xian and then looked at Mishi with a smile. Before he could speak further, Mishi pinched hard on his hand and he passed a low scream.

"What?," asked Lau.

"Nothing," replied Xian and entangled his fingers with Mishi's hand. Mishi tried releasing his grip but he didn't let it go. The meal was served to them and other family members were busy chatting.

Mishi leaned towards Xian and in a low voice said, "others will notice. Leave my hand. How will I eat if I keep holding your hand?" But Xian didn't let her go.

"Xian," murmured Mishi.

"Give me a kiss," demanded Xian looking into her eyes. Mishi looked at Xian and found Xuan was teasing her.

"You...I will do it later," said Mishi. Xian immediately released her hand and whispered, "Don't forget."

"You held my hand only for a kiss," murmured Mishi looking at him. Xian looked into Mishi's eyes. "No. I love holding your hand but then I asked for a kiss because I want to kiss you." Answered Xian with a smile.

"What are you two talking about? Please tell us too," muttered Lan Zhan.

Xian looked at him and said, "you want to know every single thing going on between us. It's bad you know." Lan Zhan laughed hearing this.

"Let's start eating before it gets cold," said Mark. Xian told her mother and Chunhua to eat more. "I can't. I can't take carbohydrates," muttered Chun.

"How is this girl alive? She never ears," murmured Xian. Everyone laughed hearing this. Chang put rice in Chunhua's mouth and she had to eat that. They all spend a good family time with each other.

After finishing their dinner, Chunhua left with her manager. "Okay, so the couples can enjoy their time together. We're going home," said Lau. Xian smiled hearing this.

"It's late so we should…" Xian grabbed Mishi by her shoulder and said, "We will come in a while. Mom, go home and take a good sleep." Said Xian with a warm smile. They all left from there except Xian and Mishi.

They came out of the restaurant when Mishi said, "we should've left with them." Xian looked at her and then asked, "you don't want to spend time with me?"

"What are you saying?," murmured Mishi and went ahead. Xian held her hand gently and said, "let me hold you. It's really soothing."

"How many romantic movies have you seen?," asked Mishi looking into Xian's eyes. Xian laughed hearing this slightly and said, "I love horror movies. I'm a born romantic."

"You frightened me that day when I told you that I also see horror movies," murmured Mishi and lowered her eyes. They were still walking on the pavement along with many people.

"Then I got a chance to sleep with you. You were sleeping beside me, clutching my shirt tightly," Said Xian. Mishi looked at him in surprise and said, "I don't remember any such thing." Xian didn't say anything while they kept walking.

The clouds over the sky became dense and with a mild thunder sound, the rain started pouring down. The people started running, so is Mishi and Xian. The rain drenched them as they found shelter beside a shop but that was closed.

Mishi looked at Xian whose face had rain drops hanging. She wiped his face by taking out a handkerchief from her slinging bag. Xian held her hand and took the handkerchief from her and started wiping Mishi's face.

Seeing Mishi's clothes slightly drenched he pulled off the leather jacket that he was wearing. "What are you doing?," asked Mishi. Xian put the jacket around Mishi and told her to wear it.

"But you will get cold," murmured Mishi. "You should wear it. Be quick," said Xian and wiped off her hair. Mishi couldn't refuse him and wore the jacket. The rain kept pouring down for a long time. As soon as it stopped they left to their car.

As they sat inside the car, Xian pulled out a clean small towel from the lower cabinet and wiped Mishi's hair from it. "Xian, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Wipe your hair," said Mishi.

"My hair is small but yours are long. You'll get cold if I won't dry them," whispered Xian and kept drying. After 10 minutes he put back the towel and said, "now it's fine. Let's go then to our home."

He started the engine when Mishi held her hand. Pulling him towards her she whispered right before his lips, "I didn't give you your kiss." And the next second their lips met. Xian put his hand behind her neck and pulled her closer. Mishi tightened her hold on Xian's hand. The two kissed each other for a few minutes before parting from each other to breathe.

Xian touched his forehead from Mishi and the two remained in that posture for a few minutes smiling at each other before leaving for the home.