Nan Zhi could not see his expression clearly since she was still facing the bright lights of the car.
His firm chest pressed harder against her soft chest when he spoke.
Nan Zhi felt both embarrassed and angry at their close proximity.
"Who wants you to clean it? Don't act so serious in finding an excuse for your perverted behavior."
Mu Sihan's sexy lips moved closer towards Nan Zhi's. He did not kiss her, but their lips were very close, so close she could feel his warm breath touch on her lips.
His unique smell seemed to bring with it a palpitating enchantment that entwined delightfully with the air around them and flooded her senses.