Qiao Nian was speechless.
She wanted to slap herself.
Tsk, this stinky mouth of hers knew that nothing good would happen every time she provoked him, but she still touched his sore spot anyway.
Their car was parked on the side of the road. From time to time, curious passers-by would look into the car.
Qiao Nian was silent for a moment before looking over.
The man seemed to be waiting for her to explain. He had one arm on the steering wheel and his posture was lazy. His thin lips were raised in a faint smile as if he was waiting for her to explain.
Qiao Nian, who was mentally prepared, was speechless.
—She didn't want to speak!
Qiao Nian fell silent.
The main thing was that she didn't know how to handle this situation. It was fine for her to fight, but to coax her boyfriend… She felt that she might as well fight.
Qiao Nian's nerves were tense, her temples throbbing. She frowned. "I…"
