Though she couldn't see his face clearly, the familiar embrace and scent made Ling Chuxia slightly curl her lips, "Why are you here?"
"I told you to go and come back early, but you were gone for so long, I had to come over myself."
The man's voice was low, carrying a melodious magnetism, and the smile at the corners of Ling Chuxia's lips grew deeper.
"What long time? It's only been a few hours." Ling Chuxia mumbled, but her eyes were filled with happiness. She lifted her hands, wrapped them around the man's neck, and said charmingly, "Shi Che, I'm tired, carry me."
"Alright."
Without a word, Shi Che directly picked Ling Chuxia up horizontally and walked towards the car.
Old Zhu opened the car door, Shi Che placed Ling Chuxia inside, then followed in himself. Once seated, Ling Chuxia instinctively leaned over, hugged his arm, rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes.
"I want to have a good sleep, don't disturb me."
