Huo Jingting drew her into his arms with one hand, laughing, "It's a good thing I prepared clothes for you in advance, otherwise how would you leave the house today?"
Gu Nanqiao took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, suppressing the restlessness in her chest. Her lips curved into a forced smile, "President Huo should go start the car first, I can walk by myself."
If he kept saying things like that in her ear, she really feared she might lose control and hit him.
Huo Jingting laughed softly, his magnetic voice trembling lightly as he casually agreed, "Alright, Miss Gu."
After they left the house, he went to get the car from the garage while Gu Nanqiao waited downstairs.
Soon, Huo Jingting drove the car over, rolled down the window, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Get in."
The more Gu Nanqiao listened to those two words, the more inappropriate they sounded to her.