Tang Anzhi got into the car and immediately asked, "Where are we eating?"
Huangfu Zheng didn't answer her, instead, he leaned over to fasten her seatbelt, his long fingers exceptionally agile.
Because they were so close, their breaths seemed to intertwine, and the heat emanating from his body made Tang Anzhi's face warm up involuntarily, her heartbeat racing unusually fast.
Huangfu Zheng's hand paused for a moment, then he buckled the seatbelt. However, he didn't move away immediately; instead, he kissed her bright red lips lightly, without delving deeper. After a brief taste, he drew back, his deep gaze locking onto hers, his voice low, "Your heart is beating at least fifty times faster than usual."
Tang Anzhi glared at him slightly, annoyed and embarrassed, "Are you going to drive or not?" If the car stayed parked any longer, who knew what people might think.
