The soft lips pressed against his right cheek, causing Lu Qing, who was lost in thought, to suddenly slow down the car. He glanced at Qin Miaomiao, who was secretly laughing, and freed a hand to gently pinch her cheek.
"Mischievous."
His tone was much more relaxed and relieved than before, and Qin Miaomiao suddenly felt at ease. Fortunately, he was not upset.
"Why are you looking at me with that expression?"
Noticing Qin Miaomiao's expression, Lu Qing couldn't help but smile.
"Are you not really interested in meeting Rong Lan?"
When Lu Qing suddenly mentioned Rong Lan, his expression became a bit unnatural. However, it was just a momentary change, as he was used to talking calmly about someone he wasn't very familiar with.
"No."
"Oh. Actually, I'm just ordinary friends with him."
Lu Qing naturally intertwined his fingers with Qin Miaomiao's and said, "I know."
