Even without looking at him, Lin Jiao could feel his burning gaze on her face.
She waved away the image that appeared in her mind and said without thinking, "You're very good. You don't need to prove yourself."
Pei Zhi's smile widened. "Really?" He suddenly closed the distance between them. "Tell me how good I am."
"The seafood is getting cold."
"Change the topic? Looks like I'm not good enough."
Lin Jiao didn't fall for his trap. "Be serious." She stuffed a prawn into his mouth. "Don't talk."
Her face was even redder than a prawn's shell. Pei Zhi was afraid that he would tease her too much to make her angry, so he let her off for the time being and thought about discussing this matter in the future.
He followed her gaze and looked at the LCD screen. Occasionally, he would ask about the plot and unknowingly finished dinner with her.
