Listening to the sounds of gasping coming from the backseat, which made one blush and their heart race.
San Fang silently took out his earphones and put them on in the driver's seat.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Lovers who haven't seen each other for a day indeed feel like it's been three autumns.
The young master and young lady... know how to play!
Backseat.
Fu Yanhe's eyes suddenly darkened as he looked intensely at Shen Yanhe, his voice deep and enchanting, "Yanyan, are you hinting at something?"
Shen Yanhe was internally panicked, yet her expression was as composed as an old dog.
She very calmly turned the volume down, "Don't misunderstand, this is a video someone sent me about Xia Ran framing you."
Fu Yanhe raised an eyebrow and lightly uttered an 'oh,' while one hand wrapped around her waist and drew her into his embrace, and his other hand reached for the cellphone in her hand, "Let me see."
