Examine Any Time

As Cynthia finished devouring the cotton candy in her hand, the road she was on also gradually reached its end.

For the first time, she wished that a road had no end at all.

Returning to the car, Cynthia struggled to fasten her seatbelt with one hand while holding the cotton candy in the other.

Suddenly, Tristan leaned over and reached out to buckle her seatbelt, helping her secure it.

With their proximity, their gazes inevitably collided, their eyes reflecting each other's faces, their breaths intertwining.

An ambiguous atmosphere enveloped them, gradually filling the entire car.

Cynthia couldn't help but recall the kiss from earlier, feeling a bit uneasy as she lightly pursed her lips, a blush appearing on her face.

“I bought you the cotton candy,” Tristan's gaze remained fixed on her moist lips, his deep and cold voice carrying a hint of seductive magnetism.

Cynthia blinked, slightly taken aback.

“How much? Should I transfer the money to you?”