Ye Shengge pushed him and said, "Don't touch me!"
The man grabbed her wrist and said, "You're not wearing your seatbelt."
"I'll do it myself…"
"Don't move," Ji Shiting said as he grabbed the seat belt and buckled it.
However, he still leaned forward and pinched her chin with one hand. "Are you jealous again?"
"I'm mad." She glared at him.
What she had been most worried about was Ji Shiting's gratitude and guilt towards Ling Yutong. Indeed, that man had wavered just now.
"I won't let you quit." Ji Shiting curled his lips. "Otherwise, I won't be able to take it if you get jealous."
Ye Shengge blushed. She didn't know whether it was because of that man's indulgence, but she didn't feel guilty about being jealous at all.
Perhaps because she was certain that he wouldn't get mad and would try to appease her, she couldn't help throwing a tantrum.
