Because of Xie Lingyu, the two of them had been keeping a distance from each other.
Cao Zhuzhu did not think much of it, but Second Master Pei was obviously not in the same state of mind.
His rough fingers rubbed against the tender flesh of her palm. The whole process was actually very short, only a few seconds, but Cao Zhuzhu was in a mess.
"Zhuzhu, have you found it?" Her motheràs voice came from the taxi, and Xie Lingyu's gaze came from the window.
Pei Song quietly released his hand and put it into his trousers pocket.
Cao Zhuzhu's voice trembled with guilt. "Ah, yes!"
She waved the scarf bag in her hand.
"Drive my car?" Pei Song asked her.
There was no market near the apartment. It would be much more convenient to drive to a faraway place.
Cao Zhuzhu pursed her lips, but she could not explain to Madam Xie. "Forget it, we'll take a taxi."
