Fu Senran tightened his grip on the steering wheel, feeling a little afraid that Zi Xi would dislike him.
She loathed him for spying on her every move like a pervert.
The Bentley slowly drove into the private parking area of the restaurant, its tires making a soft rustling sound as they rolled over the cobblestones.
Fu Senran tapped the steering wheel lightly with his long fingers, but his gaze kept glancing at Zi Xi in the passenger seat, waiting for her next answer.
“I’m not upset, just move a little to the left.”
Zi Xi suddenly spoke, her fingers unconsciously drawing an arc in the air.
Fu Senran's wrist followed her guidance and turned, and their eyes briefly met in the rearview mirror.
Zi Xi quickly turned her face away, but couldn't hide the reddening tips of her ears.
It has to be said that the men who can be the male protagonists of the small worlds are all top-notch in appearance, like Nuwa's favorite sons.
The reversing radar emitted a regular beeping sound, which was particularly clear in the closed car.
As Fu Senran unbuckled his seatbelt, his cuff brushed against Zi Xi's hand, sending a slight shiver through him.
"We've arrived... So, Miss Shen, do you not like the surveillance cameras installed within the company?"
“The group has been targeted by spies in the past, so in order to avoid losses, we have installed surveillance in all departments.”
His voice was lower than usual, but he didn't get out of the car immediately. Instead, he tried to explain to Zi Xi in a self-deceptive manner.
Zi Xi pretended to adjust her skirt, but out of the corner of her eye she caught his furtive gaze and the movement of his Adam's apple.
The white tea scent of the car air freshener suddenly became stronger, mixed with the faint cedar scent on his body, making the air feel thick and sticky.
Fu Senran's hand was still on the gear lever, no more than three fingers' distance from her knee.
"There's something...it looks like willow catkins..."
He finally couldn't resist and suddenly leaned over, his back instantly pressing against the leather seat. As his fingertips brushed through her hair, a faint electric current surged through him.
Zi Xi stared at the non-existent willow catkins in his hand, her heart pounding as if it would burst out of her chest. Fu Senran's eyelashes cast fine shadows in the dim light of the dashboard, and they were trembling slightly.
A soft rumbling in her stomach jolted Zi Xi awake, and she reached out to open the door.
Fu Senran gently pressed her hand down, and the aluminum candy box made a soft rustling sound as their palms touched.
"Want some? A mint."
His voice was hoarse, and his thumb unconsciously rubbed against her wrist bone.
Looking into the undercurrent in his eyes, Zi Xi suddenly realized that he seemed to be far more dangerous than she had imagined.
"Mr. Fu, do you like me?"
A direct hit to Fu Senran's heart; he didn't let go of Zi Xi's hand, but instead intertwined his fingers with hers even more intimately.
"Yes, what about Zixi? You didn't reject my overstepping behavior towards you, so can I mistakenly believe that you also like me?"
He felt nervous yet certain; Zi Xi didn't resist him and was gradually getting closer to him.
"I've said before that I don't accept workplace unspoken rules. If we're together, it will definitely be a very formal relationship. Would you like to be my boyfriend?"
After Zi Xi finished speaking, she realized that Fu Senran's nose was only ten centimeters away from her. His eyelashes cast fine shadows under the garage ceiling light, and his pupils reflected her panicked face.
Say it again.
His voice carried a rare softness and tenderness.
"I don't accept workplace unspoken rules?"
"No, that's not it. I want to hear the last sentence. I also want to hear you call my name."
Fu Senran suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his left chest. A rapid heartbeat came from under his palm. Zi Xi looked up in surprise and found that Fu Senran's ears were as red as if they had been burned by the sunset.
"Anaconda? Would you be my boyfriend?"
Zi Xi called out softly, feeling the heartbeat of the person under her hand quicken even more.
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