Nan Xi lifted her head, her clear and transparent eyes met Lu Jianshen's, and she answered with certainty, "I'm not willing."
"Lu Jianshen, nobody likes to be kissed like that, a kiss without a shred of emotion, forced upon them."
"If it were you, would you be willing?"
Her words caused Lu Jianshen to furrow his brows deeply.
He leaned over to fasten her seatbelt, then Lu Jianshen pulled open the door and went to the driver's seat.
On the way back, his car was still going very fast.
The car was very quiet, as if the two of them had returned to the silence before, not speaking a word to each other.
Only the sound of music was quietly flowing.
Sitting in the car, Nan Xi looked at the scenery outside the window, her eyes and brows faint and soft.
Suddenly, her phone chimed, a WeChat message from Lin Nianchu: "Xixi, how are you? Did you go out? Are you okay?"
"Niannian, I'm fine, how about you?"
