That was originally her seat.
"Get in the car."
Shen Lin walked to the back and opened the car door for her.
Li Zaijun: "..."
She stood by the back door, unable to resist glancing at the front passenger seat again.
So what?
He drives, that woman sits in the front, and I, his girlfriend, sit in the back all alone?
The woman in the front turned her head, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and smiled brightly at her as a greeting, but said nothing.
But in Li Zaijun's eyes, this action was undoubtedly like declaring sovereignty.
With her heart feeling blocked, when Shen Lin extended his hand again, she instinctively avoided it, saying, "No need, you two go ahead, I'll go back by myself."
Saying that, she turned and walked in the opposite direction.
But just as she took two steps, she suddenly felt a tightness at her waist and her feet felt light.
"Ah..."
She instinctively clutched the arms around her waist.
