"I really have to go back now, Grandma just called me, and you heard it." Mu Jiujiu said in a low voice, coaxing him.
But Tang Jin gently tugged, pulling the woman back into his arms.
Mu Jiujiu glanced at the driver in the driver's seat with the corner of her eye, her cheeks flushing red: "Let go of me first, someone's here."
Upon hearing this, the driver immediately started the car and raised the partition screen in the middle.
"At least he's observant." Tang Jin's lips curved up with a mischievous tilt, one hand cradling the back of the woman's head, the other around her slender waist, and he bent his head to block her lips with his.
The two mingled for a while longer until Mu Jiujiu's phone rang again, and Tang Jin reluctantly let her go: "Is your grandma an antique? Doesn't she know young people have a nightlife these days?"
