They arrived at the rest area.
Lu Shiran looked at the menu and asked Qiao Yun, "What would you like to drink?"
Qiao Yun said, "Milk tea, please."
Lu Shiran raised his eyebrows, with an I-knew-it expression, "I've realized, you really like sweet things, just like a little girl."
Qiao Yun was stunned for a moment, her gaze settling on the straightforward Lu Shiran, not expecting that her little preference would be noticed by him.
It could only mean that Lu Shiran paid close attention to her, to have taken note of these little details.
Qiao Yun thought to herself that this cousin of hers seemed to be quite nice after all.
The two of them found a seat by the window and sat down.
Lu Shiran invited Qiao Yun sincerely, "There's a robot competition, the Star Cup, next month, do you want to join me in participating?"
Qiao Yun was aware of the competition; it was sponsored by Shengqiao.
The first-place winner would have a great chance of being cultivated by an institute.