"I folded it." Asher Hawn raised his eyebrows and looked at the surprised woman. "I folded every paper crane with my own hands. Do you like it?"

I like it, but...

Nora Smith frowned and gave Asher Hawn a speechless look. "Asher Hawn, are you so idle?"

Asher Hawn stretched out his hand and rubbed her eyebrows, and handsome face pretended to take a somewhat wronged expression. "Didn't you say you want romance?"

Romantic... well, she just said it casually. Does this man take it seriously?

There is a touch of helplessness in Nora Smith's beautiful eyes. "So old-fashioned."

"Is it old-fashioned?" Asher Hawn's deep eyes smiled. "It doesn't matter...