"Give me another chance?"
He smiled gently and once again cradled her face, kissing her warm and soft lips.
But was this negotiation or a request, or perhaps a reminder?
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered the kiss in the office with him, and immediately turned her face aside.
Fu Yanye's thin lips brushed past the corner of her lips, and his dark eyes looked at her with disappointment and reluctance. "What's wrong?"
Zhuo Jian saw someone coming and lowered her head to bury her face, whispering, "Let's go back!"
Fu Yanye gave her one deep look, then turned to see people passing by before he smiled faintly, took her hand, and led her aside to open the passenger door for her to get in.
After Zhuo Jian sat in the passenger seat, she tried to calm herself as she fastened the seatbelt.
After Fu Yanye got in, he looked at her. "Shy?"
Zhuo Jian looked back at him in surprise but ended up just gazing out the window again.
Shy about what?
