After a quick wash, Xiao Zheng swiftly straightened his clothes, ready to head to works.
Just as he stepped outside, he happened upon Leng Ruobing driving out in her BMW, her cold, captivating face was a defense against any intruder.
Xiao Zheng hurried after her, shouting, "Wife, wait for me, can I catch a ride?"
To his surprise, the BMW actually stopped, but Leng Ruobing didn't budge, as if she hadn't seen him at all.
"Heh, they say love is in the heart but hard to speak," Xiao Zheng silently congratulated himself on his charm and got into the passenger seat.
Leng Ruobing glanced at him and said indifferently, "Sit in the back!"
"Which back?" Xiao Zheng shamelessly smirked, his gaze lingering on her profile, which remained incomparably beautiful.
Leng Ruobing looked somewhat annoyed, glared at him and replied without braking, "Obviously behind me."
"Heh, wife, I don't like doing it at your back, I only enjoy the front where the scenery is endlessly beautiful," he said.
