"Did... did you buy this for her?"
Wen Nuan glanced at Qin Shaojin and then at the tragically squashed breakfast in her hand, feeling so awkward!
Qin Shaojin's elegant long fingers tapped on the steering wheel as he put out the cigarette and looked at Wen Nuan, "Have you had breakfast?"
Though she hadn't eaten, Wen Nuan still confidently replied, "I have."
She sneaked a glance at Qin Shaojin. He wouldn't make her eat this squashed breakfast, would he? Thankfully, the milk was in a carton and hadn't been crushed open.
Qin Shaojin's gaze lingered on Wen Nuan's face for a few moments.
Wen Nuan sat there, blinking her big eyes, "Do I look... look very hungry? Like I haven't eaten breakfast?"
"You don't, but I do!"
Qin Shaojin withdrew his gaze, started the car, and his fingers firmly gripped the steering wheel.
Damn it, the first time chasing a girl, and I've stumbled because of Little Wangzi.
