Lin Fei returned to his car, settled in, and buckled his seat belt.
With a tender, liquid gaze, Huang Bing Ya watched Lin Fei.
"Bing Ya, why are you looking at me like that?"
Lin Fei asked Huang Bing Ya with a chuckle.
"Fei, you're too fierce, aren't you?" Huang Bing Ya said.
"Haha, I'm known as the number one tough guy in the village!"
Lin Fei grinned.
"Pfft!"
Huang Bing Ya couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
After pausing, Huang Bing Ya spoke to Lin Fei in a serious tone, "Fei, thank you. If it weren't for you, I'd have been done for today!"
"Bing Ya, how do you want to thank me?"
Lin Fei grinned at Huang Bing Ya.
"How do you want your sister to thank you, hmm?"
Huang Bing Ya's eyes were misty, her expression gentle, and she leaned toward the passenger seat where Lin Fei sat, her upper body tilting forward, just enough to reveal her generously open neckline to Lin Fei's eyes. She then said to him, "Fei, what if your sister offers herself to thank you?"
