Fortunately, his remaining rationality pulled Huo Yichen back, so there wasn't any accident in the car.
He only hugged Murong Qiao and rested his chin on her neck for a long time.
"How about we go to the restaurant you like later? I'll reserve a table, or you can arrange something you prefer."
Huo Yichen suddenly said.
He was indeed very busy these few days, so he specially booked a table in the restaurant today to have dinner with Murong Qiao. However, when he thought of Murong Qiao suddenly coming to look for him, he hurriedly changed his words.
Murong Qiao shook her head. "The restaurant is very good."
She had only thought of coming over to look for him and had never thought about what she would do tonight. Since Huo Yichen had made a reservation early, Murong Qiao had no objections.
"But—" She looked at the green under Huo Yichen's eyes. "You still have to rest occasionally. You can't tire yourself out."
