The rising partition inside the car divided the entire cabin into two sections, and Lu Xiaoyou removed her hand that had been covering the other person's eyes.
She still maintained the position of being half-draped over the man's lap, with her other hand supporting her body. She raised her head and smiled at the man who was frozen in place, her smile bright and clear, like a snow lotus blooming on ice.
Long Xiliang lowered his gaze to look at her, his eyes sweeping over the large expanse of snowy white at her chest.
Lu Xiaoyou attempted to rise from him, just as she lifted her waist, she found Long Xiliang's hand still encircled around it. The space inside the car was roomy, so with a slight bend of her knees, she kept the position of laying across him.
Seeing that Long Xiliang had no intention of letting go, she simply lay on his legs and used her hand as a pillow for her head.