Before Lin Nuan got to see Bai Xiaonian, she was still a little flustered, her emotions easily revealed by her intertwined fingers.
Fu Huai'an had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on Lin Nuan's hand.
The warmth spread from that dry and powerful large hand through Lin Nuan's cold fingers all the way to her heart, warming up the blood that flowed through her entire body.
From the corner of her eyes, Lin Nuan saw the reversing scenery outside the car window, which calmed down her frantic heart for some reason.
She felt a layer of sweat forming on her palms. She gripped Fu Huai'an's large hand and casually asked, "Did you smoke last night?"
After Fu Huai'an was done smoking last night, he had emptied the ashtray and rinsed up, but unexpectedly, Lin Nuan found out about it anyway.
