In the midst of conversation, Lu Jingchen had already directly taken a piece of pastry and put it into his mouth. It tasted quite good, certainly better than those from outside, probably because it was made by Song Qiao.
After eating two pieces, when Lu Jingchen looked up at Song Qiao, he saw her sitting in front of him, seemingly lost in thought.
The handsome brows slightly furrowed, Chu Muchen took another piece and put it in his mouth, his deep voice somewhat hoarse, "Get me a bottle of water from the fridge!"
Because the interior of the car was spacious, it was usually equipped with a built-in fridge, stocked with drinks and such.
Hearing Lu Jingchen's words, Song Qiao immediately snapped back to reality, uttered an "Oh," and quickly turned to open the car's built-in fridge. She took out an unopened bottle of mineral water and twisted the cap before handing it to him.
But just as Song Qiao looked up at Lu Jingchen, she was suddenly fed a piece of pastry.
