Inside the car, the lighting was dim. Jiang Xinyi wore a black spaghetti strap dress, her big wavy hair slightly covering her eyes, and in the interplay of light and shadows, her eyes held a trace of melancholy.
At this moment, Zhou Yuwen indeed paused in silence. In his interactions with Jiang Xinyi, he always held back, thinking there was too much uncertainty with her, afraid Jiang Xinyi wouldn't accept his indecisiveness.
But since Jiang Xinyi had spoken so clearly, Zhou Yuwen would seem a bit dense not to do something, so he lowered his head and gently kissed Jiang Xinyi's red lips.
Jiang Xinyi did not refuse, and the two quickly found themselves inseparable.
In truth, during Zhou Yuwen and Jiang Xinyi's time together, there were indeed a few passionate moments. Zhou Yuwen was not one to keep his hands to himself. However, each time he acted improperly, Jiang Xinyi would sternly reject him.
