At that moment, with outsiders present, Shen Hanqian acted as if she had done something wrong, almost afraid to move. She just quietly snuggled against his shoulder, inhaling the scent that belonged to him.
That scent always intoxicated her, even enraptured her, but tonight the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on him was too strong, quite choking.
Xiao Qingcang, however, was not like Shen Hanqian; he had no psychological barriers. Before long, he asked the driver to put up the partition between the front and back seats.
Thus, the back seat became a quiet space that belonged only to the two of them.
Shen Hanqian's cheeks also turned somewhat red, and her heartbeat grew even more intense!
Xiao Qingcang pulled her close, asking with a hint of alcohol on his breath, "Missed me?"
"Mhm!" She nodded, involuntarily taking his large hand into hers.
He let her play with it, the two sharing an indescribable intimacy that needed no words to express.
