If it weren't for the instructor still being in the car, if it weren't for the driver still being around, if it weren't for the upcoming competition... Memoria would have torn him apart!
"Ha..." The instructor, aware of Cold ShaoXie's playful nature, wasn't bothered, "Let's drive."
The car started and headed to the competition site.
Memoria cautiously lifted her arm, twisted her back a bit, and quietly placed her hand behind to feel it. She was relieved once she confirmed the seam hadn't torn open again this time.
There was a light chuckle beside her.
She turned her face and saw Cold ShaoXie grinning mischievously at her, so she glared at him and turned her face to look out the window.
