Although it felt a bit pretentious, Mu Qiu found herself genuinely touched.
Plus, the normally less gentle Cheng Zhirang was also quite adorable!
She obediently sat inside, watching him take out a hat from the small suitcase and put it on before sitting down.
Her gaze shifted from his face downwards.
The loose white t-shirt seemed loose, but when he sat down with his elbows resting on the armrests, the fabric across his chest subtly stretched a bit.
He has pecs...
Without even turning his head, Cheng Zhirang could feel her intense gaze on him as always.
But what was different from the usual was his reaction.
He used to be able to act indifferent, but not anymore.
He turned to look at her, "You can take a rest."
Mu Qiu withdrew her gaze, faced the window, put on her mask, and closed her eyes.
If she couldn't look with her eyes, she could at least think about it, right?
They arrived safely in Hai City.
