Mu Yichen's dark, ink-like eyes looked at her and asked in a deep voice.
Qin Mu: "... "
Yes, she had already married him. What else could she offer him?
"Get out!"
So Qin Mu helplessly reached for the car door, but her other hand was suddenly grabbed by him.
Before Qin Mu could turn her head, he had already leaned in close to her, cupped her face with one hand, and caught her off guard as he kissed her soft lips.
Suddenly...
The spacious car was silent. The sound of rain outside became surprisingly melodious.
Mu Yichen's lips parted slightly, and the tip of his tongue gently tangled with hers between her lips and teeth.
When Qin Mu was thoroughly lost in this kiss, someone inside the house inadvertently glanced outside.
"Hey! When did these two come back?"
Feng Fanghua asked curiously, her gaze lingering on the window.
Mu Zihao also glanced over, saying, "These kids. At least they know to leave us some space!"
