A pair of burning eyes was continuously on her, and it was hard for Ye Xingguang to ignore. Her heart was involuntarily beating erratically. Although the car's air conditioning was on, she still felt hot. She wanted to fan herself but felt that would be too deliberate. Annoyed, she said, "Stop staring at me."
"Then whom should I look at?"
Ye Xingguang suddenly blurted out, "Look at Xiao Yun."
Ye Junqing laughed, "Why should I look at him? I'm not the one infatuated with him."
Xiao Yun decisively shifted his gaze out the window, pretending not to hear their conversation.
Ye Xingguang wanted to say, I'm not the one you're infatuated with either, but she didn't. Instead, she slapped away the man's mischievous hand, "Why do you always pinch my earlobe? How am I supposed to sleep?"
Ye Junqing suppressed his ticklish hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Do you like the gift I gave you?"
"Huh? The earrings? I meant to ask you about that. Why did you give me a gift?"