Zoey bit her bottom lip as she locked her hands across his waist. Instinctively, he glanced at her hands but said nothing and continued driving at a safe speed.
At his silent approval, Zoey could not help but smile like a fool. Well, since she was given the silent permission, Zoey wouldn't waste this chance and rested the side of her head against his muscular back.
Meanwhile, Matthew Xi's jaw tightened as her warmth slowly transferred to him. Surprisingly enough, he wasn't repelled by her clinginess.
Normally, no woman could stand within three meters from him. He had a keen nose to smell other people's intentions. Thus, it was easy for him to discern if someone — especially a woman — wanted to seduce him or climb into his bed.
However, towards Zoey, his body, mind, and heart was rather welcoming. He didn't hate her touch, nor did he hate her as a whole person. If anything, he sort of liked it deep down.
