Struck by a bright idea, Shi Xiaoya said hurriedly, "I'm hungry."
How could she possibly keep her simplistic intentions hidden from Han Zhuoling?
Han Zhuoling's face showed that he clearly understood them. As Shi Xiaoya stared at his face, she felt very guilty.
"Let's go get something to eat," Han Zhuoling said, deciding not to scare her anymore.
As expected, Shi Xiaoya let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly climbed down from Han Zhuoling's thighs.
"What should we have for lunch?" Han Zhuoling asked her.
"I want to eat barbecued meat. It's just that the heavy smell sticks to you," Shi Xiaoya said.
She did not have many work-related matters to deal with in the afternoon, but Han Zhuoling still had to work.
"Sure," Han Zhuoling said. "I know a place nearby that exhausts the smoke out pretty well. Our clothes won't smell after we're done eating."
