Chapter 1142: How about You Hold with a Different Hand?_1
Her lips gently grazed Peggy Lewis's fingers.
From the tip of her fingers to her knuckles, Peggy was grazed by Lyke Zhekova's lips.
Soft and somewhat moist to the touch, a tingling sensation spread from her fingers to the rest of her body.
Feeling as if she had been burned, Peggy quickly pulled her hand back.
The car was completely dark, so her flushed face was hidden from view.
Not only was her face feeling hot, the fingertips grazed by his lips were also burning.
Even though her fingertips were actually dry, she still felt the residual moisture from his lips.
At some point, the red light had changed to green.
But Peggy hardly noticed, she was in a daze, feeling a warmth spreading through her person.
Despite being the instigator, Lyke Zhekova was leaning back in the chair, half-closing his eyes, looking absolutely clueless to what had transpired.