Lu Shishu stared blankly at him for a good while before coming back to his senses, hurriedly pulling his hand out of his grasp. Due to the large movement, he almost dropped the cake on the ground, but fortunately, Nan Jiayan reached out with his other hand to steady it, conveniently encircling her in his embrace.
That familiar scent hitting his face made Lu Shishu a little uncomfortable. She immediately slipped out from under his arm, gave him a cold glare, and turned to leave the kitchen.
Nan Jiayan carried the cake alone to a tall table in the kitchen that they had prepared beforehand. Lu Xize looked at the cake and couldn't help but marvel, "Who bought this cake? It's pretty!"
"Ha, it's not every day you hear compliments from your mouth about me," Yun Xi snorted disdainfully, pouting and mocking.
"Did you buy it?"
"Who else could it be?"
"Hmm... looking at it now, it's just okay, not that impressive."
