"Hahaha..."
**
Outside.
Lu Ziheng sped to the building's entrance, pulling Ran Yu along. He opened the car door, pushed her in, secured her seatbelt, and then slammed the door shut with a dark expression on his face.
When he got back into the car, he pressed her down without saying a word.
Ran Yu was startled at first, then she laughed, closed her eyes, and even raised her arms to wrap around his neck.
Because of his anger, Lu Ziheng's grip was strong.
Ran Yu felt as if she were about to be flattened by him.
Suddenly, he hit a switch and the back of the seat reclined all the way.
"Ah... Hmm."
Ran Yu was wearing the school's winter uniform: a blazer-like top and a knee-length pleated skirt with thick leggings underneath.
Lu Ziheng's husky and low voice sounded in her ear, "Are you going to talk or not?"
Ran Yu's mind was still hazy from the rush of emotions and she retorted instinctively, "Talk about what... Hmm."
And she was kissed again.
