"Xiao Xiao." Lin Junyang had had his fun, then lifted his head, looked at her, and called.
Xiao Xiao gave a curt "Mm" without much warmth.
Lin Junyang unfastened his own seat belt, then unfastened Xiao Xiao's, straightened her, and looked into her eyes as he asked, "In your heart, am I really that much of a scumbag?"
Xiao Xiao stared at the man so close to her, blinking.
Scumbag? If she called him a scumbag, wouldn't that be basically saying she had terrible taste? That was absolutely intolerable.
If he's not a scumbag, then what's up with Xie Yuting? But does she really have the right to interrogate him or complain?
Xiao Xiao lowered her head slightly in uncertainty, her eyes half-lowered. She didn't realize just how seductive that small unconscious movement was. Lin Junyang's Adam's apple slid as he leaned forward, bringing his scent with him, not giving her any more time to overthink.
