Qin Yu settled into the seat, and Ah Da shifted her buttocks to the side, clinging to her hat and phone, her rosy cheeks puffed up slightly, clearly not wanting to be close to him.
He was simply malicious. He had carried her over just a few minutes ago and had not forgotten to bully her even then.
The man was tall and broad, and his entrance felt oppressive like a small mountain, casting a shadow that could not be ignored. Ah Da had no choice but to turn her head and press against the window.
Just as she was about to unlock her phone to continue following the trending searches, a large hand reached over and pulled her toward him. When her cheek pressed against his warm chest and her nose filled with his familiar cold scent, Ah Da could only begrudgingly pout and hammer his waist with her phone.
"How can you stay mad for so long?"
