Now that Mo Aini had closed the trunk door, they were suscepted to more darkness compared to the slowly creeping nightfall outside.
He was now slightly on top of his boss, as he had pushed Hu Dongtian down to the back of the seat, pinning him there while attacking him with deeper, longer kisses.
Hu Dongtian showed slight signs of panic as he was no placed on a dark, closed space, and he pushed Mo Aini for a moment. "Wait."
"Hmm?" The secretary that was far too lost at the moment only noticed that look of worry in Hu Dongtian's face.
"Let's continue this somewhere else. I..... I don't like doing it here." Hu Dongtian straightened himself up. "This isn't our van, someone might come in and see us. And it's dirty here. A hotel is much better."
(And I don't like how stuffy the trunk is..... We might lock ourselves in and suffocate here.)
Mo Aini now understood.
