Guang's car
By the time Guang and Qiang left the mansion, it was almost half past seven.
"At what time does your shoot start?" Guang asked before buckling his belt.
"It's a late night shoot so may be after eleven." Qiang answered before pulling the seat belt only to realise that it was stuck. Pulling it harder when Qiang frowned, Guang chuckled and helplessly shook his head.
"What? Who are you laughing at?" Qiang asked.
Unbuckling his belt, Guang smiled and shook his head. "Not laughing at you."
Qiang was about to say something when Guang inched closer and tried to pull the seat belt which was really stuck.
"Hmm, this was okay a while ago." Guang murmured before pulling it harder but his movements froze when he felt Qiang hot breath on his cheek.
Turning his head towards her, Guang's entire body froze when Qiang's lips accidentally brushed his left cheek.
