While they were talking, Lu Jingchen had already directly taken out a pastry and put it into his mouth. It tasted quite good, probably because it was made by Song Qiao.
After eating two pieces, Lu Jingchen looked up at Song Qiao only to see her sitting in front of him, seemingly lost in her thoughts.
The handsome man slightly furrowed his brows, took another piece into his mouth and said in a deep voice with a hint of huskiness, "Get me a bottle of water from the fridge!"
Since the interior of this car was spacious, it usually had a built-in refrigerator stocked with beverages and the like.
Upon hearing Lu Jingchen's words, Song Qiao immediately snapped back to reality, oh-ed, then immediately turned her head to open the nearby fridge, took out an unopened bottle of mineral water, and helped him open it before handing it to him.
But just as Song Qiao raised her head to look at Lu Jingchen, she suddenly had a piece of pastry stuffed into her mouth.
