No sneaking in from the side of the button...
During cold winter days in the past, he would take her hand and stuff it in to keep warm.
She still remembered how his hand felt.
Feeling heat creeping up her nose, she looked up at the man's face and saw that he was looking down at her too.
His eyes were as black as ink, deeper than the darkness of the night.
And so... captivating.
Her body was heating up everything, not just her nose. So, when Huo Sichen leaned in, she sat up, clutching the man's shirt.
The backseat suddenly fell quiet. Out of curiosity, Qi Sheng glanced at the rearview mirror, his innocent face instantly turned red.
The scene was too intense for him. He was getting heated just by looking.
He wanted to sneak another look, when a deep voice mixed with desire commanded, "Qi, pull over."
Qi Sheng did as directed.
Five minutes later, he watched the black Maybach drive away, looked around and felt utterly bewildered.
