"Mu Shaochen, we're in the car."
When the man's hand sneaked into her clothes, softly kneading and twisting, Qin Wan suddenly snapped to her senses and forcefully pushed him away.
Mu Shaochen let her go, suppressed the urge to have her, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know we're in the car, but it's your fault for being so tempting, like a little seductress, always luring me to want you."
"..."
Qin Wan swatted away his rogue hand.
Her breath was unsteady as she said, "You better not wrong me."
Mu Shaochen chuckled softly, "I'm not wronging you, it's all true."
"..."
Seeing Qin Wan turn to leave, he asked in a low voice, "Do you want to call Qin Zheng?"
As Qin Wan turned back, Mu Shaochen tempted her, "Kiss me, and I'll let you call Qin Zheng in a while."
"..."
Qin Wan got out of the car with dignity.
Mu Shaochen wasn't angry.
He followed her to the entrance of the living room and, when entering the house, grabbed her hand and held it in his palm.
