Chapter 41 Damn Computer Hackers

Before they knew it, the two had fallen into an embrace, both shivering at the same time.

Feng Cai'er felt his broad, solid chest muscles pressing tightly against hers.

A strong masculine scent, mixed with a hint of tobacco, filled her nostrils.

Feng Cai'er's body instantly heated up, her cheeks burning.

Feng Cai'er bit her lip, her heart a mess.

It felt like her chest was stuffed with tangled weeds, yet there was an indescribable feeling amidst the chaos.

Feng Cai'er comforted herself, "On the train, we've already kissed; one more hug... should be okay, right?..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what am I even thinking? How embarrassing!"

Thinking this, Feng Cai'er struggled forcefully.

"Are we good now? Right at the entrance of the restaurant, what if my colleagues see us, how would I face them?"

"Just a bit longer, other beauties would kill to be in your place."

"Tsk, who's letting you hug them? I was forced into this."

"Are we good now? Let go!"

"Just a bit longer."