The car window rolled down, revealing the man's handsome, deep profile. He sidelong glanced at the girl, his eyes resting upon her sparkling catlike eyes.
"Mr. Simmons, have you been so enchanted that you can't get a decent night's rest, dreaming about this tiny temptress?" she said, cradling her lower face, blinking and smiling.
Arnold shifted his gaze, suppressing his smile, and said, in his usual indifferent manner, "Get in."
Hannah retracted her hand and watched Arnold's profile for several seconds before climbing sulkingly into the passenger seat from the other side.
The car door closed with a "bang".
The inside of the car grew quiet for a while; Hannah held her arms, puffing out her cheeks, seemingly upset about something.
The girl had rushed out. At first glance, her makeup still looked exquisite. But upon closer inspection, her lipstick was slightly smeared, blending into her fair skin with a soft hint of radiance.
