Hua Jian transmigrated into a sweet pet, stock-buying, true and false young masters' BL novel. He, a 190cm tall straight man, became a dull, insecure, and simpering background character.
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"Yes, Mr. Bo."
Driver Jin opened the car door and waited for Bo Lin to get in. In his peripheral vision, the tall and handsome Hua Jian looked wilted.
He didn't say much. After helping Bo Lin close the car door, he strode around the front of the car and got in.
As the car started, driver Jin heard the sound of glass falling behind him.
"Hurry up and get in the car."
Driver Jin looked calm and looked straight ahead.
"I knew you wouldn't ignore me."
"Stop talking nonsense."
The sound of doors opening and closing, the sound of cars shaking...
"drive."
After the cold male voice finished speaking, the back seat partition rose up.
Driver Jin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
The back seat blocked by the baffle is a very enclosed space.
Hua Jian and Bo Lin sat on each side, with a distance between them.
The black car quickly left the airport, slowly drove onto the main road, and merged with many other vehicles.
Bo Lin had been staring out the window with his side profile, his expression expressionless. Suddenly, a brief blankness appeared on his serious face.
His right hand, which was resting on the seat, felt a little itchy, and Bo Lin curled his fingers slightly.
He realized something and dodged to the side with his right hand.
After a while, that soft and numb feeling came again, and this time it was even more excessive. It not only touched him, but also rubbed him back and forth secretly.
Anger flashed in Bo Lin's eyes. He tried to pull his hand back, but Hua Jian was faster than him.
"I knew you were going to hide from me."
"You, when did you come here!?"
Bo Lin held his breath. Hua Jian had moved to his side without him noticing.
As the tall body approached, Bo Lin suddenly felt nervous.