But when he occasionally turns his head to look at her, the tenderness and doting in his eyes are enough to melt even the hardest steel.
This man is truly toxic.
The car finally stopped at its destination.
"arrive."
Song Yan turned off the engine, but did not get out of the car immediately.
He turned around, his deep gaze once again locking onto her.
Chu Xin'er felt flustered under his gaze, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes: "Then...then I'll go in first."
"etc."
Song Yan suddenly leaned over and moved closer to her.
The towering figure loomed over them instantly, carrying an irresistible aura of dominance.
Chu Xin'er's heart leaped into her throat, and she instinctively closed her eyes.
This scene... why does it look so familiar?
He...he wouldn't be thinking of... again.
However, the expected kiss did not fall.
There was a soft "click" sound, the sound of the seatbelt being unbuckled.
Chu Xin'er: "..."
She was so ashamed she wanted to die on the spot!
How utterly embarrassing! What was I even expecting?!
She suddenly opened her eyes, only to be met with Song Yan's eyes, which held a mischievous smile.
"What are you thinking about?"
He asked the question knowing the answer already, his voice full of mocking laughter.
"I...I wasn't thinking anything!"
Chu Xin'er's cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed. She pushed him away in a fit of embarrassment and anger, saying, "Brother Song Yan, I...I want to get off the bus!"
Song Yan chuckled softly, his chest heaving, the laughter incredibly sexy.
He stopped teasing her and returned to his seat.
"Xin'er, are we dating now?"
Song Yan hadn't forgotten...
His previous confession to Chu Xin'er.
Those four words: "I like you".
Chu Xin'er agreed.
I accepted it.
"Of course it counts! Okay, I'm tired, I'm going home to rest. See you tomorrow, Brother Song Yan!"
Chu Xin'er's face turned so red it looked like it could bleed, and her reason was completely out of control.
He practically fled, pulling open the car door and rushing home.
As Song Yan watched her flee, his eyes were filled with a mixture of doting affection and possessiveness that almost materialized.
Silly girl.
How could he possibly do anything to her in the car?
What he wanted was far more than just a kiss.
He wanted her as a person, and the rest of his life with her.
She willingly drew a circle around herself and imprisoned herself for him.
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