Suddenly, the car braked, and the drunken Xia Weibao, soft and powerless, lurched forward unpreparedly.
Only to be pulled back by the seatbelt.
Her body slammed into the back of the seat, leaving her dizzy and light-headed.
She reached out, tapped her groggy head, and after a moment, she sobered up quite a bit.
"What happened?"
Long Xuanye withdrew his tense gaze and casually replied, "A cat just dashed across."
"Oh, did it get hit?"
"No, I braked in time."
"Oh." Xia Weibao rubbed her temples, "It's so stuffy, why's the air conditioning off?"
"It's broken."
Xia Weibao, "..."
Ha, this car, looks nice but is useless.
"Then open the window."
This time, Long Xuanye didn't make any more excuses and rolled down the window.
The fresh air cleared Xia Weibao's head a bit more.
She felt a bit annoyed inside; what rotten luck, getting drunk and then having the air conditioning break, making her just pass out.
