The vehicle in the front, Yan Nanxun cleared away the fallen trees, and the convoy continued on its way, Lu Xiaoyou asked again:
"What do you feel about your man? What do you want to do to him the moment you see him?"
Hou Tingfu: "French kiss him!"
Lu Xiaoyou: "..."
She propped her chin with the palm of her hand, smiling, "How come I didn't see you French kiss him just now?"
Hou Tingfu hit her arm with her little fist, "Annoying! French kisses are also something to be saved for after the wedding, okay!"
Lu Xiaoyou pushed Hou Tingfu aside.
Leaning against the car door, Hou Tingfu's voice returned to its usual husky tone, "Why are you suddenly asking me this question."
Lu Xiaoyou's fingers tapped lightly on her own cheek.
"I want to know, what my feelings are for Long Xiliang."
Hou Tingfu looked at her meaningfully, "Then, what do you want to do to Mr. Long the moment you see him?"
Lu Xiaoyou didn't answer.