บท 162: Chapter 159: Xian's Brother's Obvious Misdeed

Is it over?

It didn't sound like much, but only Wen Xian understood.

She turned her face, her gaze fixed on him intently.

Although his eyes were still looking ahead, a faint blush crept onto his ears.

"Thinking about it?"

She asked, her words seemingly carrying a hint of light laughter.

Her query seemed to suddenly stir him, and the next second, the hand holding hers suddenly tightened, and he pulled her towards himself abruptly—

"Ah...!"

She exclaimed in surprise, falling unexpectedly into his arms.

The posture in the car: "..."

Wen Xian's breathing was a bit disordered, her hands pressed against his solid, broad chest.

The dim light in the cabin, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly; when she looked up at him again, she found herself lost in his dark, profound eyes.

"..."

He grasped her fingers, squeezing them slightly with a bit of force.

A soft murmur between breaths: "Hmm."

Wen Xian, with a smile in her eyes, said, "What should we do, it's not fixed yet."