In the cramped space, the temperature gradually rose.

Even though the air conditioning wasn't on, Fei Mo felt so hot that her breath was scorching, and her tense body began to sweat profusely.

The hands that were wrapped around Jing Li's slender waist tightened more and more, as if trying to embed her into their own bodies.

"Hmm..."

The pain made Jing Li frown, and she subconsciously bit the tip of his tongue, her peach blossom eyes, misty with moisture, overflowing with accusation.

The reddish corners of her eyes made the beauty mark under her eye even more alluring and captivating, making one's heart itch with desire.

"Sorry...did I hurt you?"

Releasing her hand and pausing the kiss, Fei Mo gasped for breath, her scarlet eyes filled with an indelible desire.

"Are you a reincarnated starving ghost? Your mouth is numb from all your sucking!"

She glared at him and muttered, her tone full of complaint, yet she exuded a seductive charm that sent a jolt through Fei Mo's body, making his blood surge.

He took deep breaths, burying his head in her shoulder blade, inhaling the faint sandalwood scent emanating from her perfume. His voice was hoarse, filled with suppressed emotion.

"Be good, stop teasing me, let me calm down, otherwise I can't guarantee I won't make a suggestive joke with you in public!"

Can I smoke?

Jing Li always only teases, never puts out the cigarette. When her craving hit, she asked a question symbolically.

To keep her voice in good condition, she hasn't smoked for over half a month and is practically a Ninja Turtle.

"Do as you please."

Knowing she was feeling uncomfortable, Fei Mo's tone was full of doting affection. Without moving her head, she took out her usual brand of cigarettes and ZPPO from the car's glove compartment.

Jing Li reclined the chair, letting him lean on her shoulder, lazily took off her shoes and placed them on the center console, then lit a cigarette.

She took a deep drag of her cigarette, feeling the nicotine linger in her mouth, and chuckled, "Men don't seem to like women smoking. They always want to interfere. Why don't you ever tell me what to do?"

That tone was both flirtatious and coquettish.

Fei Mo chuckled, looked up, his phoenix eyes fixed on her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You want me to take care of you?"

Jing Li was just making things up; she hadn't really thought about the issue seriously.

She was naturally unruly and clearly disliked being controlled. Even her parents couldn't control her in her previous life, let alone a man.

When he asked her that question, her first thought was that being managed by someone might not be so bad.

Of course, she vaguely felt that this was a question that could cost her her life, and that she couldn't answer it.

Once the answer is given, the relationship between him and her may no longer be as simple as a transaction.

Only those without a heart will not get hurt.

Men's emotions are too promiscuous; one moment they may be deeply in love with you, the next they may be pinning another woman down.

Jing Li's sudden silence made Fei Mo realize that she was subconsciously avoiding her feelings again.

With a soft sigh, Fei Mo raised his hand and ruffled her hair, his tone earnest yet tender, "Little Koi, if you want me to take care of you, then I will. If you want to run wild, then run wild as much as you want. With me, you only need to be yourself."

I won't force you to quit smoking, nor will I force you to quit drinking. If you want to smoke, I'll go with you; if you want to drink, I'll go with you through your hangover.

I won't force you to change for me. You are my woman, and I can accept both your strengths and weaknesses.

Except for one thing, you are not allowed to leave my side!

His words caused a tingling sensation in Jing Li, spreading and overflowing like ripples, and her heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably at that moment.