Xia Qiu's bashful look was extremely charming. It made Ye Feng's heart skip a beat.
He suddenly transformed into a lion and began to approach his prey bit by bit.
Xia Qiu could sense that danger was approaching, but she still kept her head down and didn't speak.
This was obviously a form of tacit approval.
Ye Feng's heart was getting more and more agitated. He did not bother to hide it anymore, and he leaned his entire body to the side.
Miss Xia closed her eyes and gripped her clothes tightly. Her fingers were pale.
Ye Feng stared at the red lips that countless men coveted. His breathing became rapid.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the carriage was already in place, and it looked like they were just one step away from the door.
Suddenly, Ye Feng's phone rang, ruining this rare atmosphere.
Xia Qiu shyly pushed him away and escaped from the car.