She did not feel any pressure when being with Pei Zhi. In addition, she had a good time with him.
"Turn right at the intersection ahead." A gentle voice entered Pei Zhi's ears like an electric current.
If they were a couple, he probably wouldn't be able to resist stepping on the brakes and covering her lips to listen to her whimper.
"Uncle, how's my imitation?" Lin Jiao smiled at him, not knowing the dangerous thoughts he had in mind.
"Good." Pei Zhi tightened his grip on the steering wheel, trying to calm down.
He then asked tentatively, "Have you said to anyone in that voice?"
"Just you and Yilan." Lin Jiao turned around, her back facing the glaring sunlight. "Other than you two, no one wants to hear it."
Pei Zhi felt a sense of satisfaction.
He paid attention to the cars nearby. "Even if they wanted to hear it, they wouldn't be able to."
Lin Jiao smiled. "You're right."
