Seeing her refusal, Fu Nancheng was somewhat displeased and just held her in silence, sulking.
"Hey... why aren't you talking..." After a while, Qiao Mo noticed the overly quiet atmosphere in the car and couldn't help but speak again.
But as soon as she finished speaking, he turned and pressed his lips against hers, swallowing her words.
Damn little thing!
It was his first time wanting to marry a woman, and she had so mercilessly rejected him...
The temperature in the car gradually rose, with a touch of romance.
Qiao Mo noticed the driver out of the corner of her eye, her face blushing slightly, and she quietly said, "There's someone else here..."
Without turning his head, he raised a hand and lowered the partition in the car, isolating them from the driver in two separate spaces.
Qiao Mo reached out to cover his mouth and glanced out the window: "We're almost at the company..."
He stared at her for a few seconds, then removed her little hand.
