"Then what do you plan to do?" Tang Zhixi inquired curiously.
Hearing that, a victorious smile flashed in Pei Xingcheng's eyes. "How about you feed me while I drive?" he proposed.
Tang Zhixi gasped and quickly denied it. "Feed you? No way!"
Pei Xingcheng's lips curved into a playful pout, making him resemble an overly dramatic child. "Oh, come on, Miss Ghost. Don't be so ungrateful. I'm just asking you to feed me, not to do something unreasonable."
"But -"
Without giving her a chance to respond, he interrupted her quickly. Exaggerating his acting skills, he quickly lamented theatrically, "You're so cruel. I haven't eaten anything since morning. I've been busy shooting all day, and now I'm driving. And yet, you can't even bring yourself to feed me. Miss Ghost, I didn't know you were so heartless."
Miss Ghost rolled her eyes, unamused by his antics. "Stop overacting, Xingcheng."
