Hua Jian finally fastened the seat belt buckle.
In just a moment, his palms felt wet.
He frowned, scratched his hands, and said, "No."
Bo Lin half-closed his eyes and continued, "Don't delay your part-time job. I'll call Cui Peng and have him pick me up."
As he said that, he started to touch his phone in his seat.
Just grope around blindly, that's all you know.
As soon as Bo Lin moved his hand, he grabbed Hua Jian's hand who was not far from him.
Hua Jian's heart suddenly jumped.
Bo Lin's hands were dry, slender and delicate, but the fingertips were rough.
A very manly pair of hands.
Hua Jian raised her eyelids to look at him, and happened to meet Bo Lin's lowered gaze, which was slightly frivolous due to the drunkenness.
Bo Lin's breathing was hot and rapid because he was drunk.
They were so close that every breath Hua Jian took was filled with the strong smell of Bo Lin.
In a dark and claustrophobic environment.
Their eyes met, their fingers touched, their breaths intertwined, and the air around them seemed to be stained with alcohol.
Just a spark can burn two people.
Outside the car is the bustling nightlife of the capital.
Inside the car, Hua Jian withdrew his hand and looked away with a flutter of his eyelids.
"No need to fight, I'll take you there."
Bo Lin stopped talking.
His hand on the seat moved unconsciously, then clenched tightly.
"Hua Jian, is Bo Lin okay?"
Shen Mo's voice came, completely breaking the remaining ambiguity.
"fine."
Hua Jian quickly left the back seat.
The car door was closed and the interior became dark again.
Bo Lin pursed his lips and closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.
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