"Is there any food in the fridge? I want to stir-fry something," Feng Yanyan said.
"It seems... there's none," Yan Nansheng was somewhat uncertain; after all, this was Paris, France, not some hotel back home.
"What should we do then?" Feng Yanyan pondered, "Go to the supermarket to buy some?"
"Sure. I'll go buy some," saying that, Yan Nansheng released her and threw off the blankets to get out of bed.
"I'll go with you," Feng Yanyan also sat up following him.
The white blanket suddenly fell off.
Yan Nansheng's eyes instantly heated up at the sight, his gaze mischievous and his voice teasing as he asked, "Had enough rest, not tired anymore?"
That look was all too familiar!
Feng Yanyan dared not provoke him, hurriedly pulling up the blanket around herself, her face blushing as she said, "I want to go with you to buy vegetables."
Yan Nansheng stared at her unblinkingly, the corner of his lips gradually curving into a deeper smile, "Yanyan wants to go with me to buy vegetables?"
