Moreover, she didn't expect Chu Ci to be such a closet flirt.
Behind the wheel, Lu Jinghan clearly heard this too, his lips curling into a subtle smile.
Han Xi secretly glanced at Lu Jinghan's smiling profile, feeling utterly awkward.
"We don't need it, please don't buy it." Han Xi cleanly rejected with a swift refusal, wondering how she ended up with such friends.
"Xiao Xi, don't be shy about this kind of thing, are you sure Mr. Lu said he doesn't need it either?"
"I'm sure, really, we don't." Han Xi didn't dare to look at Lu Jinghan, feeling embarrassed to death.
Chu Ci finished changing and casually tied her hair up, sitting at the vanity preparing her skincare: "I don't even mind, me, a big celebrity personally going to the mall to pick out lingerie for you, yet you falsely insist you don't need it, Han Xi, do you have any conscience?"
Ha, now it's somehow her fault.
