She turned around and gave Qin Shaojin a "hehe" smile, revealing two shallow dimples.
Remembering that his phone was still in her hand, Wen Nuan raised it, "Oh, I forgot, here, your phone."
Qin Shaojin took the phone, glanced at it, and was surprised to find that during Wen Nuan's attempt to snatch the phone, she had accidentally opened another webpage—the one about how to use enemas.
Wen Nuan couldn't bear to continue, her face flushing as she looked toward Qin Shaojin, "Your... your car is alright, isn't it?"
"..."
Wen Nuan bit her tongue. Why did she ask? Why did she ask!
Could she take back what she just said?
Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan, "And then?"
"And then... and then..."
Wen Nuan stared at Qin Shaojin for a long time and then suddenly pointed at his phone, "It looks like your phone got damaged, let me check."
