We are the only two in the Hummer.
That thought made his throat dry.
He wanted to relax himself, so he kept a cigarette between his fingers, trying his best not to look back, especially when he heard the sound of rustling cloth. Instead, he leaned his head back a little and looked at the smoggy fog outside.
But some unknown reason, what appeared in his eyes was that fellow's appearance in female clothes back at the party.
Fair-skinned legs, beautiful collarbones, and those watery eyes.
To stop his thoughts from running wild, Qin Mo decided to simply look back.
He saw the youngster's waist.
The smooth, fair skin, and the way it squirmed to fit into the sweater left his heart palpitating.
An irrepressible feeling flooded out from Qin Mo's chest, devouring all of his senses.
