The temperature inside the car seemed to have risen a few degrees, but Feng Yueming felt nothing. When Xiao Mei bowed her head, he could see, through the wide collar of her blouse, the two mounds pressed together. Any other man would probably have had a nosebleed by now, but he just thought they were two lumps of flesh, with nothing noteworthy about them.
"Scram!" Feng Yueming impatiently pushed Xiao Mei away.
Xiao Mei's mood plummeted from heaven to the Human World; she was deeply hurt. "Commander Feng, you..."
Before she could finish, a "knock, knock, knock" sounded. Someone was knocking on the car window—and urgently at that.
Who dared to knock on his window?
Feng Yueming was already in a foul mood, and now it turned even stormier as he twisted his head to see the person outside the window.
He intended to lose his temper, but upon seeing the person standing outside, he was taken aback. It was the woman who had been on his mind all this time, Mi Yao.
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