"Then get in the car, and big sister, you can guide us," Yang Fan said.
Zhao Wu, who had just lit a cigarette, suddenly seemed to be in a bit of a spot and said, "Could the two of you squeeze in together? It's just a short distance, and I've loaded some goods in the back seat, so there's no room for another person."
Although Yang Fan had been sitting for a while, he really hadn't paid attention to the situation of the rear seats.
He turned towards Pan Xiaoxia.
"I don't have a car either... Let's just squeeze in," Pan Xiaoxia said, her cheeks red and with an embarrassed look on her face.
The three of them got into the car, with Yang Fan and Pan Xiaoxia squeezing into the passenger seat.
The space in the car seat was limited, and after both of them shifted a bit, they finally managed to cram in somewhat comfortably.
Pressed tightly against Pan Xiaoxia's plump and perky buttocks, the warmth from their bodies began to transfer to one another.
