Pei Chenyang finished speaking, then slumped onto Zhao Mengmeng's body, his mouth close to her ear, clearly taking advantage of her.
Puffs of warm breath hit her neck, making Zhao Mengmeng shiver, but Pei Chenyang deliberately moved in even closer, causing all his body hair to stand on end.
Just as her daughter had just been frightened, Zhao Mengmeng wanted to scold him but dared not to raise her voice.
For fear of a backfire, not scaring Pei Chenyang away but instead making her daughter cry.
"Pei Chenyang, get off me, don't go too far," Zhao Mengmeng said furiously, lowering her voice.
The driver sitting in the front seat silently retracted his gaze from the partition.
Second Master was in quite a hurry, how dare he make a move at a time like this...
"I'm dizzy, so dizzy, did you push me, Zhao Mengmeng?" Pei Chenyang became even more presumptuous, moving his head close to her neck.
"You..." Zhao Mengmeng was so angry she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
