Lu Nuanyang pretended to be all sophisticated, but his earlobes secretly turned red.
He quickly paid, shoved the items into a bag, and strode off on his long legs.
Han Zhinan was outside watching others play the claw machine.
Lu Nuanyang walked over and put his arm around her shoulder, "Want one?"
Just as he finished speaking, a little boy jubilantly pulled a toy from the machine's chute and handed it directly to Han Zhinan, "Sister, it's for you!"
Lu Nuanyang let his hand drop, "Do you know him?"
Han Zhinan was a bit surprised and quickly waved her hand, "No, no, I don't want it, thank you."
She then looked at Lu Nuanyang and said, "I don't know him."
The boy looked about twelve or thirteen, and he insisted on stuffing the toy into Han Zhinan's arms, "It's for you!"
"Hey, kid," Lu Nuanyang interjected beside them, "Sister already has a boyfriend—no, a fiancé. If she wants one, I'll get it for her, OK?"
