At the thought, Ji Weixi hesitantly moved nearer, gritting her teeth as she wrapped her hands around Li Shaoling's neck.
She firmly pressed her lips on his face before pulling back immediately.
The faint sweetness from her body seemed to linger from that soft touch.
Li Shaoling was taken aback; his reaction became slightly sluggish then.
As he shifted his gaze, he found the woman shrunk in her seat, her cheeks faintly red. Perhaps she had kissed him a little too forceful, her lips were darker and more alluring.
Ji Weixi then glared at him; her tone was an almost playful pout. "Move it!"
She did kiss him. She would smash his head open if he still would not move.
Li Shaoling hence started the car a little slowly, as if yet to recover from the kiss.
However, before the car moved ten meters, it almost ran into a guardrail, and Li Shaoling promptly jammed his foot on the brakes.
