Why?
These words weighed heavily on Xiaofan, giving him no room to breathe.
But who was Xiaofan? Usually refined and gentle, yet quite domineering when it came to certain matters. Whatever he set his mind on, it had to be done his way.
It's mealtime now, so naturally, they should eat together.
"Li Kuo, stop the car..."
"Uh..."
"Li Kuo, head to Welcome Inn."
"Cough, cough."
Fine, Li Kuo found himself stuck in the middle, truly finding this driver role difficult.
"Haha..." At this moment, Chen Mengying suddenly chuckled.
"You can still laugh?" Li Kuo sensed the tension from the backseat; how could there be laughter now?
"Don't you think the two of them are like a bickering couple? I always feel they're the perfect match anytime you look at them."
On hearing this, the three others in the car blinked in surprise.
Li Kuo furrowed his brow slightly, thinking it over—it indeed felt a bit like a flamboyant display of affection.
