Chapter 1183: Pure Love Warrior

The window rolled down, Yaen Chi extended one hand, resting it on the window sill, smiling mischievously, and looked up at Nan Jiaojiao.

“Pure Love Warrior, what are you up to?”

Yaen Chi raised an eyebrow, laughed aloud, “Sister, teasing your brother, huh?”

Nan Jiaojiao held a cup of milk tea in her hands, she took a couple of sips through the straw, her eyes mocking Yaen Chi, more damaging than words.

Yaen Chi coughed twice to cover up, “I haven’t been here long.”

“Oh really, but I noticed your car when I went to eat hotpot.”

Nan Jiaojiao pointed nonchalantly, “You were parked in that spot back then.”

Yaen Chi helplessly rubbed his forehead, “Can’t you give your brother some face?”

Nan Jiaojiao responded with a emotionless “Oh,” rummaged through the plastic bag, first picked up an eel rice dish, couldn’t bear to part with it so put it back, then took out a frozen bun, again felt reluctant and put it back, she picked out two rice balls tied together.

“Here.”

She handed them to Yaen Chi.

Yaen Chi took them, but his eyes were looking at the things in her bag, “I saw them, those two are not for me, only rice balls?”

“They’re not the same, those are sold individually, not on sale, expensive!”

Yaen Chi incredulously looked at the rice balls in his hand, “These are on sale?”

“With red tape wrapped around, buy one get one free,” Nan Jiaojiao kindly pointed it out to him, “Eat, eat, stuffed with salted egg yolk, I wouldn’t give them to anyone else, even as Pure Love Warrior you need to fill your stomach, otherwise you won’t hold out long enough to meet anyone.”

Yaen Chi realized this girl Nan Jiaojiao was crafty, usually didn’t say much, but occasionally she’d drop a couple of lines that would shock you; she quietly observed everything about them, though her character was good, never speaking out of turn.

She always delivered sarcastic remarks to their faces.

“How did you find out?”

Nan Jiaojiao said, “Find out what, Pure Love Warrior?”

“…You really love this term, mentioned it three times already, sister.”

“It’s popular.”

Childish thoughts.

He couldn’t argue with a brat, besides, the brat had given him a rice ball from where she had squeezed it from her teeth.

Yaen Chi was indeed hungry, he’d arrived in the afternoon, dealing with some things, and then had spare time, somehow ended up driving here.

When he arrived, he saw Nan Jiaojiao in the shop, didn’t go in, slept in the car, by the time he woke up it was dark.

He had just opened a rice ball, was about to eat, and Nan Jiaojiao covertly took the other one away.

“What are you doing?” Yaen Chi grabbed her hand.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t even blink, “I want to try it too, there are only these two, I snatched them from under the hands of the old folks, it’d be a shame not to taste them.”

Yaen Chi twitched the corner of his mouth, “Tch,” he said, “Has Brother Yan usually starved you?”

“What does my stinginess have to do with him?”

She participated, it’d be a shame not to try.

Yaen Chi couldn’t hear her internal thoughts, didn’t know she wanted that sense of participation, only hearing what she said, it completely changed his worldview; he’d seen stingy poverty, but hadn’t seen stingy wealth, and arguing such twisted logic with conviction.

“Alright then, one it is, thanks brother.” He almost said the last part through gritted teeth.

Nan Jiaojiao arrogantly raised her chin, “You’re welcome.”

It made Yaen Chi laugh with anger, wondering where Brother Yan found such a gem.