Hisss!
Suddenly, Li Changlin gasped in a breath of cold air, and it felt as though a ball of fire had been ignited at the bottom of his heart.
His nostrils flared, his breath coming out in heavy puffs.
Click!
By then, Yang Mingzhu had already fastened her seatbelt. She giggled and suddenly leaned in, giving Li Changlin's face a quick peck.
"Miss Yang," Li Changlin said, conflicted, a wry smile appearing on his face.
It was so depressing, so awkward.
"Big Brother Li, I haven't thanked you for what happened yesterday," Yang Mingzhu said while fastening her seatbelt, her voice lingering.
"It's nothing, nothing, just a helping hand, don't think too much of it," Li Changlin hurriedly waved his hand, it was a small matter after all.
"To Big Brother Li, it might only be a helping hand, but for me, it's a life-saving grace!" Seeing Li Changlin's attitude as if keeping her at arm's length, a hint of desolation flashed in Yang Mingzhu's eyes.
However, she concealed it very well.
