Lu Yang was rendered speechless and mused, "I don't think anyone will dare to claim they have good acting skills if Yangzhou dares to say his acting skills are not good."
She had been deceived by his acting skills before.
Jiang Yanzhou reached over with his long arm and took the crystal candy-coated hawthorn from the crystal table. He tore open a layer of paper, revealing broken syrup inside, and handed it to her. "Have something sweet."
"Mmm."
Lu Yang bit into the sour and sweet hawthorn and listened as he continued talking about the photo album. Feeling tired sitting in his embrace, she changed her position and sat cross-legged by his side.
After finishing the last one, Jiang Yanzhou took another one and offered it to her.
Lu Yang politely declined, "I can't eat too much. Right now, all my taste buds are filled with the taste of candy-coated hawthorn. I'll probably still have it in the morning."
