Mars approached closer to Vanylla's ear so he can whisper her the answer.
"I'm following you, Angel!" he whispered and winked at her after.
"What for?" she squeezed the pole, being worried. But Mars smiled reassuringly at her. Instead, Mars smirkingly fun and nodded at her face. His hands are still in the passenger grip protecting Vanylla from collisions with other passengers, especially men.
"I just like it!" Vanylla frowned at him. She could not move away from him due to space. So she had to be patient. Vanylla didn't want to talk anymore, so she ended up being quiet.
Meanwhile, Mars sometimes took his chances to sniff Vanylla's hair by kissing the top of her head. And every single time he did, she always glared at him. And Mars just smiled and biting his lower lips staring at Vanylla. Vanylla manages the affection of the sweet side of Mars that he never showed to any woman.
