"Every time you say that."
Lu Jincheng snorted and continued to browse the webpage in front of him.
"You don't even look at me... What are you looking at here?"
Arms wrapped around him, and his senior's soft body pressed close to his neck, her gaze fixed on the flickering screen.
"Cars Home?"
Mou Keyan pulled the computer chair out a bit, squatted down, and squeezed through the gap under the man's arms resting on the desk.
She successfully sat on his lap, nestled in Lu Jincheng's arms.
"Yeah, it's time to change cars."
Mr. Lu nodded, encircling her supple waist, his tone casual, "The current one is too small, can't really stretch out in it."
"No wonder..."
Mou Keyan lifted her head as if she remembered something and chuckled.
"What?"
"No wonder you like playing with all those weird postures but never mentioned doing it in the car with me..."
Her face turned a shade of red just thinking about it.
"Your legs are too long, you should be aware of that."
