Moses glanced sideways at Yu Yao's nervous right hand hovering in mid-air, while a strange sensation of her small hand brushing against his body flashed through his mind...
Damn it!
He quickly retracted his gaze.
"Shut up!"
Yu Yao didn't dare to make another sound, as the man stepped on the gas and drove the car onto the highway.
Initially, Yu Yao was anxiously contemplating; perhaps this time, things were really over, as the man seemed completely unwilling to accept her apology.
Later, with the gentle sway of the car, drowsiness gradually climbed over her.
A sleepless night, and the smoothly moving car was no different than a big cradle, lulling her to sleep.
Unknowingly, she leaned back against the seat, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
Throughout the journey, Moses kept his eyes straight ahead, focused on the task of driving itself, making an effort not to think about the fact that there was a woman in the car, so as to not distract himself.
