Lu Jie laughed and said, "Yes, she really has the aura of an international superstar."
"Your skin is fair, purple really suits you."
"This bag is indeed not bad."
Receiving the compliments, Jiang Ruan blinked at her, instantly transforming into a delicate woman: "Oh my, getting praised by our darling Lu Jie, I'm really so embarrassed."
"Come, come, let me give you a kiss."
Without a second thought, Lu Jie quickly backed away: "No way, your lipstick will smudge all over my face."
"I did my makeup today."
Seeing her run so fast, Jiang Ruan clicked her tongue twice.
"Look how scared you are."
"If you don't want a kiss, then I won't kiss, huh, I don't want to kiss you anyway."
She then turned back to look at her own bag.
Lu Jie teased, "Go home and kiss your Mr. Bao, he'd probably love it."
"He wouldn't," Jiang Ruan sighed, "As time goes by, the feelings fade, I'm tired of even looking at him."
Lu Jie: "Oh, really?"
