Even though Lan Yuqin felt her face burning, there was no way she would admit it. Instead, she glared and said, "Who says I'm blushing? I'm clearly not!"
Without a word, Chen Nan took out his phone.
He opened the camera, snapped a photo of Lan Yuqin's face with a "click," and, holding it in front of her, said, "Look for yourself, your face is as red as a monkey's butt, and you still say you're not blushing?"
"..."
Lan Yuqin was speechless, thinking, My gosh, you damn jerk, could you give me a bit of face?
"Even if I'm blushing, so what? It's just a bit hot today!" Lan Yuqin fanned herself with her hand, refusing to admit she was jealous.
Chen Nan glanced at the corner air conditioning unit and smiled, "The AC is set to a temperature below ten degrees, and I'm still feeling a bit cold. I really don't know where your alleged heat's coming from. Could it be from your heart?"
Hearing that, Lan Yuqin's face turned even redder.
