"Black Jack brought me the chocolate from the store we always eat at," Jian Luo said openly in response to her suspicious gaze.
Jian Qing couldn't help but laugh.
Indeed, the temptation of chocolate was strong.
"Would Black Jack feel disappointed if he knew he's not as attractive as a box of chocolates?" she teased.
Jian Luo took a few sips and half of the large iced coffee vanished instantly, "No worries, he's known this not just since today."
He must have been used to it since childhood.
Jian Qing silently sympathized with Black Jack for a second and then said, "I should head back first."
"Okay, there's also cake," Jian Luo opened the car door and placed the cake in the back seat.
Jian Qing closed the car door, rolled down the window, and waved at him, "I'll bring Seventeen and the others to Shijin Haoting to find you guys tomorrow."
"OK!" Jian Luo nodded.