Quickly lowered her head and sat down beside the dining table, ignoring the teasing gaze from the other person.
Knowing when to stop is an excellent quality. Lin Mubai seemed very satisfied with her reaction just now, so attentive at the dining table that An Nan felt like this wasn't her home anymore.
Right, home, this is her home, why does she have to be so reserved when the one who should be reserved is the man opposite her? Yet now, he acts like the host while she's become the guest.
Suddenly, An Nan put down her chopsticks and stared unblinkingly at the person opposite, speaking word by word: "What's your name?"
Lin Mubai's handsome face suddenly twitched. They've known each other for so long, he's even stayed overnight at her house, and she still doesn't know his name. He originally thought that even if she didn't ask him, she would ask Shaoqi. Turns out he's just an optional presence whose name doesn't matter.
