Wen Meimei hung her head and followed silently.
For some reason, her head was heavy and fuzzy, and she just couldn't muster any energy.
It might have been because she slept too much in the afternoon, but once she got in the car, she felt sleepy again.
Her head swayed with the movement of the car and, inadvertently, ended up resting on Qiao Chengxun's sturdy arm.
A trace of repulsion flickered in the depths of Qiao Chengxun's eyes as his hawk-like gaze inadvertently caught the dark cleavage at her chest, igniting a sudden heat within him.
Trying to seduce him again? Unfortunately, both the time and place were wrong, and he mercilessly pushed her head away.
The girl's body wobbled a few times before leaning back again and resting her head on his shoulder.
Damn it!
Qiao Chengxun pushed her head away again, only for her to lean back in...
"Wen Meimei," he finally couldn't endure it and had to wake her up.