Jiaojiao's face was flushed, and even after getting into the car, the heat on her face didn't dissipate.
She sat in the back seat, covering her face, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
Ruan Hao started the car and asked, "What shall we have for lunch, hot pot?"
Wen Shu smiled brightly, "It's up to Jiaojiao."
After saying that, both of their gazes shifted to the rearview mirror. Jiaojiao's face was still red, and she nodded without any particular opinion.
As the car drove on the road, Jiaojiao's face gradually cooled down. She glanced at Wen Shu, her eyes full of curiosity and gossip.
Wen Shu, who was talking to Ruan Hao in the front, noticed this, turned back with a smile, and asked, "Jiaojiao, do you remember your sister?"
Jiaojiao nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, Sister came for my birthday last time."
