The man in the car clearly did not expect Nan Zhi to be so daring to kiss him as well.
He had hurt her before, and emphasized several times that he hated her, was obsessively fussy and only liked Xue'er.
Why did she kiss him?
Didn't she like Mu Sihan?
It seemed like she was promiscuous as well!
His black eyes darkened further, lifting his hand, wanting to push her away with a slap.
However, he froze slightly when he noticed the panic and uneasiness in her bright almond-shaped eyes.
His temple started to hurt again.
The power of her kiss was too strong.
Even though he still had a high fever, the king of jealousy, Mu Sihan was about to wake up.
The feeling of this was stronger than when he saw Nan Zhi at the back garden of the castle earlier.
He lifted his arm, using all of his strength to push Nan Zhi away.
He then panted heavily, leaning on the steering wheel.
Nan Zhi fell to the floor.
