Li Chuyue saw his expression and understood what he meant. When it came to understanding him, perhaps only Qin Keqing surpassed her.
Liu Wentian saw Li Chuyue glaring at him angrily. Suddenly, he unbuckled her seatbelt, pulled her whole body towards him, and held her tight in his arms.
Li Chuyue jumped in fright, sat on Liu Wentian's lap, and was hugged tightly by him. Her forehead touched his face, and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She nodded and glared at him, saying, "Don't think that I'm not angry just because of this, hmph!!"
Her petulant demeanor was charming and adorable, like a little girl, and yet her face was alluring and mature. Liu Wentian held her tightly and remained silent.
His silence somewhat stunned Li Chuyue. Then, she blinked her big eyes, wrapped her arms around Liu Wentian's neck, kissed his forehead, and pitifully asked, "Are you angry??"
Liu Wentian shook his head and said, "Not angry."