When Mo Shaoyun saw Zhang Xian squeeze himself in, she felt a bit annoyed.
However, she didn't say anything to Zhang Xian this time, she started up her BMW M6 and drove towards Panlong Mountain.
Zhang Xian sat at the back, chuckling non-stop. He knew Mo Shaoyun wouldn't embarrass him in front of others, so he made himself right at home.
Leaning on the back of the driver's seat, he grabbed Mo Shaoyun's hair and took a sniff, then chuckled, "Wifey, your hair smells really nice."
Mo Shaoyun looked slightly annoyed, and asked, "What do you mean?"
Zhang Xian replied, "No particular meaning! You drive your car, I play with my hair, it's none of your business."
"You..." Mo Shaoyun was so furious.
Xiao Nan sat in the front passenger seat. Seeing Zhang Xian waving Mo Shaoyun's hair under his nose left her puzzled. What on earth was he playing at, daring even to flirt with Mo Shaoyun?
