As he was talking, a figure appeared in the distance, an old man riding an old battery car, approaching us.
"There's someone!" Su Yan suddenly shouted in a panic, and she quickly fell down, right on my legs.
I can feel her warm breath passing through the fabric and onto my legs.
Out the window, the battery car slowly approached, and the old man’s figure passed by us.
"Is that person gone?" Su Yan asked in a low voice, with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
"We left early, why are you panicking? No one knows us here." I looked down at her, and Su Yan was still lying on my lap.
Su Yan finally came to her senses and raised her hand to pat my thigh: "Yes, what am I afraid of?"
I smiled and said nothing. This is clearly a sign of Su Yan's guilty conscience, but I have no intention of exposing her.
The carriage fell into a heart-pounding silence.
The light purple dress rolled up a little more as Su Yan breathed.
The looming temptation almost ignited the small space in the car.
Su Yan seemed to suddenly think of something and reached for the adjustment button on the side of the seat. "It's too low and uncomfortable. Adjust it here." She leaned over as she spoke, and her soft side inadvertently brushed my elbow. The brief touch made me choke.
Su Yan’s target was the electric adjustment button, but the movement of her arm across the back of the chair was too large, and a few strands of hair that were hanging down suddenly got stuck in the adjustment gap on the shoulder of the seat.
“Oops! My hair is stuck!” Su Yan cried out in pain.
"Don't move! Let me take a look!" I quickly reached out to hold her shoulders and leaned over to take a closer look.
This position puts almost half of my body on top of the folded seat, shrouding her underneath me. Our faces are less than ten centimeters apart.
"Lower down, I can't use too much strength." My fingers carefully groped for the trapped hair.
"Well, what kind of junk car did you buy?" Su Yan complained, but she still cooperated and shrank down.
"You did it yourself, okay?" I replied angrily.
"Are you feeling better soon?" There was a hint of grievance in her voice, which almost made people want to kiss her directly.
“Don’t be anxious, just be patient.” I whispered soothingly.
After a while, she finally freed her hair.
"Okay!" I stepped back slightly, but did not fully sit back in the driver's seat. Instead, I kept a close distance and met her eyes.
Su Yan moved her neck, rubbed the place where she had been pinched, and bit her lower lip unconsciously: "The front row is too crowded, try to see if there is enough space in the back row?"
Su Yan's soft body wrapped in a short skirt moved on the folded seat in the back, looking for a comfortable position.
"Does my skirt look good?" Su Yan deliberately pulled the hem of the skirt, causing the fabric to shrink a little further.
"It's okay." I responded vaguely. If it were Lin Xiaoyu, I would never let her go out wearing such a low-cut short skirt.
"I wore it specially for you today. If you don't like it, I won't wear it again."
I don't know how to answer Su Yan's words. I like it in my heart, but I don't want anyone to look at Su Yan's figure.
I have subconsciously regarded her as my woman.
Su Yan smiled faintly, as if to say I was hypocritical, and fanned herself with her hand, "It's so hot in the car, please turn down the air conditioner."
She adjusted her sitting position as she spoke, and the hem of her skirt lifted up slightly with her movements, revealing more of her fair skin.
I forced myself to look away, reached out to turn the air conditioning knob, and lowered the temperature a few degrees.
"Open the skylight a little!" Su Yan reminded.
I returned to the back seat and hugged her: "Why did you open the sunroof?"
"I saw the news. A man turned on the air conditioner in the car with someone else's wife. As a result, they were poisoned by carbon monoxide. The two of them died naked in the car. I don't want to be on the news." Su Yan said seriously.
I couldn't help but put my hands on her smooth legs: "Fool, this car is a hybrid electric car. It will not produce carbon monoxide when using electricity!"
"Hate, I don't know cars as well as you men!" Su Yan's pink fist waved towards my shoulder with a bit of coquettish force.
I caught her wrist easily, and Su Yan struggled to pull it back.
"Are you going to murder your husband?" I deliberately said with a bit of anger, and hugged her waist tightly with my other hand.
“Xiaoyu is your wife, not me!” Su Yan squirmed restlessly in my arms, pushing my chest with her other hand.
"Then who am I?" I stared into her eyes, and finally asked this question that had been bothering me for a long time.
Her movements suddenly froze, and she threw herself into my arms due to inertia: "Isn't she your mistress? Who else could it be?"
This answer caught me off guard, and I couldn't tell for a moment whether she was serious or joking.
I lowered my eyes.
She just raised her eyes and looked at me.
Eye facing each other.
"Are you serious?" I asked in a low voice.
Su Yan smiled: "What do you think?"
In this small space, the fun and laughter just faded away as quickly as the tide.
Su Yan’s cheeks were still flushed from the struggle, and her lips were slightly open.
My eyes involuntarily stopped on her slightly parted lips.
At that moment, it was as if all the strings in the brain were broken, and I no longer thought about those things that existed or did not exist.
I unconsciously tightened my grip on her hand, lowered my head, and kissed the lips that were very close at hand with clear aim.
This kiss was not a storm, but more like a confirmation, which made my relationship with Su Yan more complicated.
In between kisses, Su Yan took out a condom from her bag.
"Safety awareness is quite strong!" I took it.
“If I’m afraid that my belly will get bigger, I won’t be able to explain it to Xiaoyu.” Su Yan said softly, as if she could explain this behavior to Xiaoyu now.
Half an hour later, the mobile phone placed on the center console suddenly vibrated.
I turned my head and glanced, and the caller ID turned out to be Xiaoyu’s name.
After signaling Su Yan to be silent, I answered the phone.
"Xiaohao, why haven't you come back after picking up the car? I'm still waiting to see the new car!" Lin Xiaoyu's voice came from the receiver.
"There are still a few functions of the new car that need to be tested, and I will go back soon." I lied bravely.
Lin Xiaoyu was still saying something on the other end of the phone when Su Yan suddenly came over and bit my chin with her warm lips.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xiaoyu was keenly aware of something strange.
"Okay, soon..." Before I could finish my words, Su Yan suddenly bit me on the chest.
"Xiao Hao? Why are there strange sounds over there?"
"It's the salesman who is testing the sound system!" I glared at Su Yan, but she blinked innocently.