Qu Fulan, who wasn't good at lying, also didn't want to tell the truth, struggled for a long time but couldn't give an answer.
Because he was immersed in tension, he didn't even notice when he stopped the car.
"Fulan."
She only heard his low voice, instinctively responded with a "hmm," looked up towards him, and collided with something soft.
Qu Fulan's eyes widened.
Her breath stopped instantly.
She was just sitting in the passenger seat, separated by a distance from the driver's seat, how could a mere turn of her head lead to his lips touching hers?
It was him moving over, it was him...
Kissing her.
Qu Fulan's mind went blank.
Fortunately, Pei Ji'an didn't linger too long before pulling away, then he placed his hand on the back of her head, still very close, with noses almost touching.
"Will you still refuse my invitation in the future?"
A dizzy Qu Fulan instinctively shook her head.
Pei Ji'an curved his lips in satisfaction and said nothing more.
