"Mr. Gong!"
The girl hopped into the car with a light step, and the moment the door closed, she enthusiastically wrapped her arms around the man's neck.
Sitting in the driver's seat acting as a chauffeur, Zuo An saw through the rearview mirror the girl's bold and enthusiastic embrace, and immediately panicked, raising the partition behind the seats.
And in his mind, he silently chanted:
Don't look if it's inappropriate, don't listen if it's inappropriate, don't speak if it's inappropriate!!
*
Backseat.
Throwing herself at him, the girl kissed the man's cheek and looked at him with shining, clear eyes, her voice light and quick as she said, "Thank you for the gift."
The man's eyes were a dense black, darker and more enchanting than the night. Hearing her words, his long fingers pinched the girl's sharp and delicate chin, and he chuckled with pleasure, saying, "You really know how to take advantage."
