Inside the Rolls-Royce.
Gu Zixuan sat in the passenger seat, her heart pounding wildly.
Earlier, after saying what she wanted to eat, she thought Feng Chengjin would just drive away.
Instead, he suddenly leaned forward towards her.
A huge shadow cast over her, his breath so close, and those captivating eyes.
Even those alluring lips were almost pressing against the tip of her nose.
For a moment, the narrow space of the car was filled with the clean scent from his shirt mixed with her own, continuously stimulating her sense of smell.
Gu Zixuanxin skipped a beat, stunned as she looked at him.
He simply glanced at her, pulled over the seatbelt, buckled it for her, and sat back.
Realizing this was his only intention, Gu Zixuan felt a great relief, but afterward, her face became flushed uncontrollably, her cheeks turning red...
Feng Chengjin drove, catching it from the corner of his eye, Mo Tong's eyes narrowing slightly.
