The window rolled down, Yaen Chi extended one hand, resting it on the window sill, smiling mischievously, and looked up at Nan Jiaojiao.
"Pure Love Warrior, what are you up to?"
Yaen Chi raised an eyebrow, laughed aloud, "Sister, teasing your brother, huh?"
Nan Jiaojiao held a cup of milk tea in her hands, she took a couple of sips through the straw, her eyes mocking Yaen Chi, more damaging than words.
Yaen Chi coughed twice to cover up, "I haven't been here long."
"Oh really, but I noticed your car when I went to eat hotpot."
Nan Jiaojiao pointed nonchalantly, "You were parked in that spot back then."
Yaen Chi helplessly rubbed his forehead, "Can't you give your brother some face?"
Nan Jiaojiao responded with a emotionless "Oh," rummaged through the plastic bag, first picked up an eel rice dish, couldn't bear to part with it so put it back, then took out a frozen bun, again felt reluctant and put it back, she picked out two rice balls tied together.
"Here."
