Xiao Qimo turned to open the door for her.
"Waiting for me?" The voice of the young girl in the early morning carried a nasal tone, perplexed.
Xiao Qimo looked up to see a dim hint of blue beneath her eyes, nodded, and asked, "Stay up late last night?"
"Oh, the game was just too fun."
Her tone was that of a naughty, incorrigible internet-addicted girl.
Actually, she had difficulty sleeping comfortably in her brother's bed and hardly closed her eyes all night.
She didn't refuse, and promptly took the passenger seat, where the seatbelt automatically buckled up.
The man pointed to a bag of items behind, "Breakfast is in the back, eat something." As he withdrew his arm, he casually ruffled the girl's tousled hair.
"Don't be formal with me, my…" His lips curled slightly into a smile, and his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses twinkled with fine light: "temporary girlfriend."
"?" Lu Mian paused mid-turn.
