Luo Qiangwei thought she had seen wrong and walked over with a hint of disbelief. The man in the driver's seat obviously saw her coming and got out of the car.
Moh Shiche stood tall in the morning light, eye-catching and shimmering, drawing stares from passersby. Yet his gaze fixated solely on the beautiful woman approaching, "You're awake."
Luo Qiangwei came up to him and eyed the shirt and trousers that were the same as the night before, frowning, "Did you just get here, or... did you not go back?"
The man replied indifferently, "Didn't you say you didn't know what time you'd wake up? If I delayed picking you up, you would say my efforts with the ox whip soup were wasted. Waiting here means I won't miss your exit."
"..."
So he had... slept in the car?
Last night, when she kissed him, did the pinch make it hard for him to resist?
Luo Qiangwei's eyelids twitched lightly and she brushed her long hair aside, "So you're not going to the office today?"
