Although Zhu Zishan's expression was not clear, Luo Yang could guess that she was probably blushing.
After all, this was the first time the two were sitting together in the posture of a couple, with three parts embarrassment and seven parts sweetness.
The car moved along the road, monotonous and quiet.
Luo Yang turned his head and glanced at Zhu Zishan, and seeing her bangs slightly messy, he used his left hand to neaten them.
At that moment, Zhu Zishan silently laughed.
Her body was pressed against Luo Yang's, and when she laughed, her delicate frame trembled slightly, which Luo Yang naturally felt.
As Zhu Zishan's buoyant chest kept bumping into him, Luo Yang's breathing also became heavier.
Quickly glancing ahead and seeing that Hong Jiaxin and Zhu Li had not looked over, Luo Yang swiftly brought his lips to Zhu Zishan's and pecked her red lips.
Zhu Zishan's body trembled again, and then she silently laughed once more.
