Shen Huoshui raised a delicate eyebrow, watching the scenery slow to a crawl outside the window before glancing sidelong at Shen Zhi.
"…What is it?"
Shen Zhi said nothing, simply hitting the brakes.
The black Bentley came to a stop on the side of the road.
Just as Shen Lang was about to say something, a shadow fell over her. He leaned in without a moment's hesitation—
Slender fingertips tilted her chin up, and a cool sensation captured her lips.
Her bright, fox-like eyes widened in surprise.
Inside the cramped driver's cabin, they were intimately close, their breaths mingling.
The tip of his warm tongue lightly traced her lips, sending a tingling numbness through them. It felt as if an electric current was coursing through her entire body; even the corners of her enchanting eyes couldn't help but tremble.
The boy's kiss was just a light taste, never deepening. After a long moment, he released her chin, their lips slowly parting.
