The car drove a little further, getting farther away from the parking lot.
Xiaoyao slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road, released the steering wheel, and said flatly, "Get past."
Xi'er had been waiting for a long time and finally got to this moment.
She hurriedly stood up from Xiaoyao's lap, but as soon as she stood, she suddenly felt a tingling in her leg and sat back down immediately.
Her soft bottom landed on Xiaoyao's strong thigh muscles, and the touch made Xiaoyao's body tense up involuntarily.
Even though the feeling was nice, an instant dislike rose within.
"Get off."
Xiaoyao's voice rose a little, a trace of coldness breaking through.
Xi'er indeed wanted to stand up, but her leg truly lacked strength.
She thought for a moment and helplessly released her grip on the clothes, bracing herself on the car's console to slowly climb up.
But in doing so, her unbuttoned white shirt opened completely.
