Zhongli was a man of many years, so he wasn’t clueless on the topic of romance.

Ever since he sensed a mutual interest he began to invite you out, whether it was a simple walk or a dinner.

Currently you were both walking through the streets of Liyue after dining in an exquisite restaurant.

Zhongli glanced at you from the corner of his eye, taking notice of a subtle mark of sauce from your lips.

“You have a bit of..”

He pulled out a handkerchief and reached over, gently wiping it off.