According to the speed of the car, it would be at least 9 p.m. by the time we get home.
After finishing the small bread, Qingran felt a bit drowsy. Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming had already laid back in their seats and fallen asleep, even the usually energetic Song Shize was nodding off.
The weather had suddenly turned hot these past few days, and at the moment, the air conditioning in the car made everyone's arms feel chilly. Qingran took a jacket and a thin blanket out of her backpack and covered Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming with them.
Just as Qingran was about to close her eyes and sleep for a bit, someone suddenly grabbed her arm. Xie Ying'an forcefully pulled her to the vacant seat next to him.
The young man's dark eyes were filled with a smile as he stuffed something warm into Qingran's hand, frowning as he looked at her.
Seeing the hot bun in her hand, Qingran was shocked into silence.
It took her a while to finally ask, "Where did you get this bun?"
