Qin Shu rubbed her arms with both hands, a look of disdain on her face. "Don't call me Baby. I'm getting goosebumps."
The man said, "Your nickname is Xiao Bao. What's wrong with me calling you Baby?"
Qin Shu was stunned and looked at the man in disbelief. "How did you know my nickname is Xiao Bao?"
"Of course you said it yourself. Otherwise, how would I know your nickname?" The man picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
Qin Shu raised her eyebrows. "Why didn't I know that I knew such a big shot like you?"
The man asked, "Do you want to clinch me tightly?"
Qin Shu was speechless.
The man said, "Baby, try these pastries. They melt in your mouth and are sweet but not greasy."
Qin Shu was speechless again, she glanced at the pastries and licked her lips. "You haven't told me your name yet."
