615 The Emperor’s proficiency, the doomed Yu family [1 more]_2

He paused, leaned down, and pressed his forehead against hers, "I am too."

A second, two seconds... seven seconds, Si Fuqing finally regained her train of thought, and she pushed him away, "Focus on driving, you're still in the reserve team."

She unlocked her phone and secretly recorded a note in her memo.

[Holding on for three days is a victory, half a day has already passed, keep it up!]

**

After dinner, Yu Xiheng drove Si Fuqing back to the villa.

Before leaving, he raised his hand and tousled her hair, "Remember to rest early, go inside."

Si Fuqing, with her hair all messy, practically floated back to her room.

The small white dog followed behind her, gnawing on a piece of gold.

"Sansan." Si Fuqing called Yu Tang, coughed lightly, "I have something to tell you, don't get too excited, I…"

Yu Tang exclaimed loudly, "Si Fuqing, did my Uncle Nine trick you into submission?!"

Si Fuqing, "..."

She sternly corrected, "It's me who tricked him, I haven't agreed yet."