Yan Xiaoxi looks at Jin Bo.
The older man sits there, upright and immaculate, as if the words just spoken hadn't come from his mouth at all!
And after living most of her life, she only learned today that holding grudges means he slept with her, and tomorrow she has to sleep back with him!
Jin Bo stops the car, "Would it be better to look at me this way tonight?"
Yan Xiaoxi, "...!"
She turns away from him, not wanting to see this peacock of an older man anymore.
Jin Bo restarts the car, touching her hand, squeezing it, feeling as content as if he had tasted the world's finest honey, a global limited edition, perfectly sweet, a bit more would be cloying, a bit less wouldn't have that taste.
This feeling, it's so unforgettable.
Yan Xiaoxi doesn't pull away her hand, letting him touch it, until her fingers and bones almost melt.
This old man!
...
An hour later, Jin Bo takes Yan Xiaoxi to the airport.
Yan Xiaoxi is surprised, "Where are you taking me?"
