Tianxin sat in the passenger seat, it took her a while to snap back to reality, only realizing that Chen Yiran's car had already traveled quite a distance.
"Yiran Brother...you..." Her small, moist lips opened and closed, staring dumbfounded at Chen Yiran's slender hand gripping the steering wheel.
On his fair, jade-like hand, there was a slight redness, likely from the fight with those goons earlier, left as a mark.
"What about me??" Chen Yiran turned back, his pair of deep, black eyes looking at Tianxin, his delicate eyebrows lifted slightly, his gaze landed on Tianxin's bare feet, "Where are your shoes??"
"I took them off earlier to hit those goons." Tianxin pouted, said to Chen Yiran: "As I thought, running in high heels is really inconvenient, apart from feeling great when stepping on someone with them..."
