As the night deepened, the red sedan sped through the woods.
Zhang Caini, gripping the steering wheel, focused intently on the vehicles ahead.
Lin Fan, reeking of alcohol, leaned on the passenger seat, but his hand was constantly on Zhang Caini's chest, incessantly kneading the fiery fullness.
"Squeak!"
As the sound of brakes rose, the car slowly stopped on the mountain road, and Lin Fan turned his head with a smile, looking at Zhang Caini.
"Sister Cai Ni, can't resist starting a battle here?"
"I told you, tonight Zhu Defu will use me, so you can't have me. I just need to talk to you."
Zhang Caini lowered the car window and lit a cigarette, placing it between her lips: "Let's just end our relationship here. Zhu Defu is starting to suspect me."
"Suspect you yet still let you drive me alone?"
Lin Fan smiled and took the cigarette from her lips, taking a drag himself.
