Da Bao let go of her, straightened up in the driver's seat, and sat upright. As if he had timed it perfectly, the light turned green, and the car moved forward slowly with the traffic.
"Nuonuo!" Da Bao's gaze fell ahead, but his mind was always on the person in the passenger seat.
"Hmm?!" Nuonuo replied vaguely, still not recovered from the "shock" she just experienced. Her flushed face turned away as she stared blankly at the traffic outside.
"Do you prefer to call me Ji Yu?" Da Bao glanced sideways at her, noticing her earlobes, red as if they might drip blood. Feeling delighted, he couldn't help but rhythmically tap his fingers on the steering wheel.
Nuonuo turned her head sharply to stare at him, but Da Bao's eyes didn't meet hers. He simply stretched out his hand, accurately touched her soft and smooth face, gently patted it, and then withdrew his hand back to the steering wheel.
This seemingly casual question had actually been on his mind for two days.
