He stopped the kiss, looked straight at her with his dark eyes, and asked her in a voice hoarse from lust.
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a moment, but couldn't find what she wanted in his eyes. She squeezed his hand again: "I can take it off myself, but are there any clothes in the car that I can change into?"
"No."
"so?"
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, since there is no clothes to change into, why don't you go back to your residence quickly, why should you take off your clothes here?
"wait for me."
He suddenly let go of her, but before leaving, he suddenly came to her lips and kissed her.
Zhuo Jian leaned against the seat in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she only saw him opening the car door and going out.
It's raining heavily outside, what is he going to do?
She turned around and saw him opening the trunk.
He got wet, but took a blanket and got into the car.
The blanket was well protected by him, except for the rainwater on his body, but it was not enough to make the blanket wet.
"Take it off yourself?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was like this...
A bit stupid.
"Go back quickly."
She whispered, took the blanket, and put it on his head. She gently wiped the rain off his head with her hands.
The blanket blocked his face, but her eyes gradually turned red.
After she finished wiping, she realized how rash her actions were, and suddenly she didn't know how to take the blanket away again.
Fu Yanye did not take off the blanket immediately.
At that moment, there seemed to be strong emotions quietly spreading and exaggerating in the cramped carriage.
She didn't know how much time passed, but it was so long that she felt like tears would fall out, and she could only turn her head to look at the cold raindrops outside the car.
Only then did Fu Yanye's hand move, and the blanket fell from his head.
He looked at the side of her face and saw that she wiped her tears quickly, and then wiped them twice more.
He tried to say something, but his mouth moved but nothing came out.
"Let's go back."
Her voice also became hoarse, dull, and she lost her temper.
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed.
The blanket was still placed in her arms, "Wipe yourself."
Zhuo Jian didn't wipe it anymore, but just wrapped the blanket around her body.
Then he leaned on his seat and looked out the window.
The car went back again, this time not so fast.
However, there was no sound in the carriage anymore.
When he first found her, he even thought he would be furious.
Later he thought he would have a hearty experience with her in the car.
But in the end, he just sent her to his residence.
When Li Yuqing heard the car parked in the yard, he glanced outside, but when he saw Fu Yanye's figure, he lay on the bed again without moving.
Fu Yanye got out of the car and walked around to the passenger seat to help her open the door.
Zhuo Jian fell asleep in a daze, and when she woke up, she saw him standing outside.
Fortunately, the rain has stopped.
She came out a little exhausted.
Fu Yanye looked at her, "I'll take you in."
"No, please go back quickly."
Zhuo Jian agreed, lowered his head and walked inside.
Fu Yanye's warm hand held her arm, "I'm worried because you don't look good."