Nan Zhi had placed a condom in Mu Sihan's palms.
Seeing the square packet in his hands, Mu Sihan's eyes were heated, his voice extremely hoarse under the heated desire. "Are you for real?"
In response, Nan Zhi only panted softly, nuzzling her head into the crook of his neck. The two of them were seated in the driver's seat, the heat consuming them as their bodies heated up as well. When the man spoke, his hot breath sprayed on her, making her feel even more dizzy.
The light was too dim, so she could not see him clearly. However, she was able to draw every single detail of his features even when she closed her eyes. Her slender fingers caressed his well-defined nose bridge, before moving to brush against his sexy lips. "If you continue to act otherwise with me, I'm getting off."
Hearing her words, the man chuckled softly.
The chuckle sounded like it rumbled from his chest, magnetic and attractive.