The car stopped in the residential parking lot, and Qin Shuang immediately pushed open the door and stepped out.
She had barely taken a step when He Zhiyao walked around the car and blocked her path.
Qin Shuang, annoyed at being blocked, turned her face away, "Move aside."
He Zhiyao grabbed her arm, pulling her towards his chest, intending to carry her, but she pushed him away, "I can walk on my own."
He Zhiyao's arms pressed on either side of her body against the car door, and he looked down, asking, "Walk on your own?"
His breath was nearly brushing her nose, making Qin Shuang's heartbeat erratically lose its rhythm.
She didn't dare to look at He Zhiyao and forcibly shifted her gaze, pressing her lips tight.
Seeing she was silent, He Zhiyao finally wrapped his arms around her waist, hoisted her sideways, and carried her.
Qin Shuang felt utterly embarrassed.
No matter when, she could never win against He Zhiyao's shamelessness.