Spendthrift

After the car started, the three of them did not speak. Only the feminine voice of the GPS sounded mechanically.

The atmosphere was silent and a little strange.

Jing Yao glanced at Zhu Ling carefully. There was no expression on her face, but her eyes were obviously empty.

This could only mean that Zhu Ling was also uneasy. Zhu Ling was always like this. The more uneasy she was, the more expressionless she looked. Only her eyes were empty.

"Is this place far from where we eat?" Jing Yao moved closer to Zhu Ling and took her arm.

Zhu Ling came back to her senses and looked at Jing Yao.

Jing Yao grinned at her.

Zhu Ling instantly burst out laughing.

Some habits and personalities would probably never change. For example, the current Jing Yao was especially sensitive to other people's emotions. She would instinctively talk to them even though it was not her problem.