Shu Yimo paused for a moment, then lowered her voice, turned her head to the side, and whispered in his ear—
"No matter how good others are, they are still not your own. I still care about this one more..."
Fortunately, the light inside the car was quite dim, and the passing lights varied in intensity, otherwise, if Shu Yimo saw the faint redness condensed on Long Chengyu's face at that moment, would she have been shocked?
He cleared his throat, but Long Chengyu didn't look at her. He blinked and turned his head to look out the car window...
"Why aren't you saying anything? Is the scenery outside better-looking than me?"
Shu Yimo could naturally tell he felt a bit embarrassed, so she immediately grasped his hand and refused to let him off, continuing to tease him.
"You, ah..."
He took a breath, his large hand finally touching her head and giving her a rub, "acting cute after getting a bargain..."
