Lu Junxi waited for a moment, and Yan Nanfei's hand still hadn't been removed. He chuckled and reminded her, "Nanfei, your hand..."
Only then did Yan Nanfei realize her hand was still covering Lu Junxi's eyes. Startled, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, too embarrassed to meet Lu Junxi's smiling eyes.
She snatched the paper bag back, clutching it tightly to her chest. In hindsight, she shouldn't have gotten carried away and bought this hot potato. Now, neither holding onto it nor throwing it away seemed right.
Seeing her blush and act so furtively, Lu Junxi grew even more curious, "What exactly did you buy?"
Yan Nanfei glanced at Leng Youchen in the front seat, determined not to let Lu Junxi know what she had bought. There was an outsider present, and she didn't want to be embarrassed. "Don't ask, it's not for you anyway."
