Honk!
The car behind couldn't wait any longer and honked the horn.
Leng Zirui quickly pulled back his hand, started the car, and drove through the intersection.
Xu Xia sat in the passenger seat, looking at his side profile, only feeling a blockage in her throat.
Only now did she realize that he did it on purpose, just to let her vent her frustration.
Looking down at the obvious bite mark on his arm, she felt a surge of regret.
"Does it hurt?!"
"If I say it hurts, will there be compensation?" Leng Zirui kept his eyes on the road ahead, "How about tonight you be on top?"
The small pang of guilt in Xu Xia's heart instantly turned to anger.
"Get lost!"
She turned her face to the side and looked at the scenery directly.
Leng Zirui continued to drive forward, but the corners of his lips had already curled upward.
He had said what he needed to say, let her vent what she needed to vent; he didn't want to see her start crying tears of gratitude.
