Chuxia felt as if her cheeks were on fire; she thought she had misjudged Che, assuming he was just a reserved man. But when it came to flirting, he was surprisingly adept. How could she ever compete with him?
Chuxia glared at Che reproachfully and said resentfully, "You're really annoying!" Though her tone was harsh, her voice involuntarily carried a hint of shyness and coyness.
Che had a meeting later and it was about time. He didn't continue to tease Chuxia, but instead looked at the thermal lunchbox, "Did you make this yourself?"
"Yes, I thought you would come home to eat, but since you couldn't, I had to come here," Chuxia replied.
Hearing this, Che's smile deepened. He had thought Chuxia, that heartless woman, only cared about filling her own stomach, but it turned out she was quite considerate.
He leaned in and kissed Chuxia on the lips again, "Such a good girl."
"That's right, so hurry up and give me the money!" Chuxia demanded, stretching her hand forward.
