Chapter 8 The Passenger Seat
The elevator dinged.
Lanxi helped me walk out.
The night sky was full of stars.
She placed me in the passenger seat. I leaned back drunkenly.
I could feel her watching me. My lashes trembled.
She said she was sending me home on purpose. Was she actually planning to slap me twice?
The dark thought crossed my mind. It would have been understandable.
Just as I was about to open my eyes, Lanxi leaned down.
Our bodies nearly pressed together. I felt the warmth from her.
I stiffened for two seconds.
Then she fastened the seatbelt for me.
I secretly relaxed.
I could not even explain what I had been thinking.
Lanxi moved to the driver's seat and started the car.
Scenery outside the window kept flying backward. Colorful lights swept across my face.
I started to feel carsick from all the drinking.