Jian Luo relentlessly kissed his cheeks while cursing the devil, Black Jack, incessantly in his heart.
He was not sure how long it had been but his lips started to feel numb.
Just when he was on the verge of blowing up, someone finally had a change of heart.
"You did well, I'll take you home."
With that, he lowered his head and pecked his lips lightly, like a flash of lightning.
Jian Luo's heart skipped a beat and Black Jack left the car before he could protest, moving to the driver's seat.
"Fasten your seatbelt," he reminded him.
Jian Luo grumbled and fastened his seatbelt.
Black Jack glanced at him through the rearview mirror, fetched a prepared gift, and tossed it back to him, "Catch."
Jian Luo, who had just fastened his seatbelt, automatically reached out to catch it when he heard Black Jack's voice.
"What is this?"
He looked at the box in his hand, questioning.
Black Jack started the car, a faint smile on his face, "Open it yourself and see."
