"Shall we talk later?"
"There's nothing to talk about between us."
"How do you know there's nothing to talk about if you don't give it a try?"
"..."
"I'm telling you..."
"Yeah, I'm shameless like that. You didn't just meet me today," Nan Jiayan said with a pleased raise of his eyebrow, unbuckling his seatbelt and pulling out the car key. "Let's go up first! I'll carry Little Yu'er, and I'll trouble you with the rest of the stuff."
"..."
Lu Shishu shot him a speechless glare. The speed with which he changed the topic was impressive; he took advantage and ran without a bit of hesitation.
After Nan Jiayan got out of the car, he opened the back door, leaned over, and gently held the little girl in his arms. Seeing her nervously raising her hand to grab something and then suddenly opening her eyes, Nan Jiayan hurriedly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's me. Would you like me to carry you upstairs to sleep?"
