Facing Zhou Shumei's fiery advance, Gao Jun was like a fragile little lamb, only able to helplessly curl up in his seat, letting her have her way with him.
Of course, he wasn't idle either, and began to respond with some actions.
About two minutes later, Zhou Shumei seemed to have vented all the impulsiveness in her heart, regaining her usual dignified and elegant demeanor. Calmly, she returned to the passenger seat and crossed her legs gracefully.
She leisurely opened her makeup mirror and carefully wiped the lipstick at the corners of her mouth with a tissue as if it were a rare treasure, not looking at Gao Jun again, her demeanor seemed to say, "I am back to normal now, who are you? Don't bother me."
Seeing this, Gao Jun reached out and gently pinched her thigh, pretending to be angry he said, "Don't you have anything to say?"
