Staring at the cream stain on her lips, Xu Jingxi's eyes darkened suddenly as he leisurely brought the cigarette between his fingers to his thin lips. He took an exceptionally fierce drag, the throat searing with the rich taste of nicotine as it all collected in his throat.
Despite the intensity of the smoke, it lacked something, his hand holding the cigarette felt slightly itchy, probably not as sweet as the ice cream on the corner of her lips.
Lifting his arm slightly, the driver in the front seat understood immediately, got out of the car, and 'invited' the bewildered young girl onto the car.
"Mr. Xu is waiting for you."
Leh Ying then realized, holding onto the melting ice cream, and saw the figure in the back seat, incomparably noble.
The inhuman reverse-entry door design of the Rolls-Royce let Leh Ying enter bottoms first, her elegant posterior curving seductively, directly opposite to the man's reddened eyes.
Ha.
