Qiao Mo turned her head to look at him, hesitated for a moment, then said, "Have you eaten yet?"
At that moment, they happened to hit a red light. Fu Nancheng slowly stopped the car and looked at her, replying slowly, "No, I haven't."
Qiao Mo immediately handed him the spoon and chopsticks, "Then you should eat something first."
"You eat; I'll drive." As he spoke, the red light turned green, and he continued driving.
Qiao Mo nodded, looking a bit conflicted about the food in the lunchbox.
Maybe she should let him take the leftovers when they get to the office.
No, no... how could she give him what she has left over...
Should she wait until the car stops and eat with him?
But looking at the time, it seems they might not have enough...
Qiao Mo held the lunchbox without moving, her face turning red from holding back for so long.
Fu Nancheng glanced at her from the corner of his eye, slightly curling his lips, finding her easy to blush.
