Just thinking about it slightly caused Xia Jinyuan to lower the car window. He allowed the fresh and cool morning breeze to calm down his boiling blood so that he wouldn't seem like a young boy, making her restless and agitated all the time.
At the same time, Ye Jian, who was sweating, wound down the car window too. The sound of two car windows sliding down was heard simultaneously. The inside of the car remained silent for a moment. The two of them exchanged glances. A smile slowly appeared at the edge of their eyes.
None of them spoke anymore. One remained silent and drove the car quickly while the other sat there quietly. Occasionally, they would communicate with their eyes. An exchange of gaze was better than any words.
