His eyes gleamed with hostility, but his expression remained unreadable.
"Mhm. I recalled the times we used to study together," Pei Ge honestly answered.
"Why don't I see you thinking of me?" His dark eyes deepened. At the same time, his foot on the accelerator pressed harder, causing the Rolls-Royce to speed up on the road.
"Why are you driving so fast? What is there to think about regarding you? How do you want me to think of you?"
He's sitting beside me, so how am I supposed to reminisce about him?
"For example, when we had our intimate moments or when we spent our nights together." He peered at her. His gaze was akin to a free-flying kite with its strings wound tightly around her.
The Rolls-Royce finally returned to its normal speed, and Pei Ge no longer worriedly monitored the speedometer. Her cheeks were dyed red as though they were ripe cherries gleaming with an attractive sheen.
