"Mr. Fu, do you know what it means to like someone? Is liking someone when you keep casually dropping words like 'making love'?"
Fu Huai'an's hand that was playing with the lighter suddenly paused. He threw the lighter on the drawer and let out a haze of smoke. In the mist, his deep unfathomable eyes seemed to have a burning fire behind them.
He closed the car window and the sound of the rain was blocked outside.
Before Lin Nuan could look towards Fu Huai'an's direction, she felt her seat suddenly lean backward. Fu Huai'an's tall figure hovered over her across the control panel.
She opened her eyes wide to stare at the man who suddenly leaned over her and was still left in shock before she could react.
All she could see was that man's deeply defined features; his thin lips and arched nose; his unfathomable eyes with a depth deeper than the ocean. There even seemed to be a touching depth of affection behind them.
