Han Jiaojiao pulled out two tissues and slowly wiped her hands, her head slightly bowed as she glanced in the car and murmured, "Hmm... didn't make a mess."
She tilted her head slightly to look at him, then lifted her head and tucked the loose hair by her temples behind her ears, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she said, "Can you please focus on driving?"
Long Yueze suddenly snapped back to reality and realized he had been staring at her, and the car had already veered off the intended path.
He hurriedly steered the car back onto the road, his heart still pounding wildly.
Somehow, he had found Han Jiaojiao stunningly beautiful just now.
Whether it was the way her eyelashes delicately fell as she looked down to wipe her hands or the way she brushed her hair back as she looked at him. Against the backlight, her skin was white and luminous, her eyes calm as water, clearly close at hand, yet veiled as if by a fluttering light gauze, all the more making him want to draw closer…
