Dreamscape
She truly found it hard to accept.
She actually had to sit on his lap.
Didn't that mean intimate contact?
Should she refuse?
How was she supposed to refuse?
"Young Master Shen, how about you give me a destination? I'll take a taxi there. It wouldn't be convenient for you to drive otherwise!"
She absolutely could not agree.
Otherwise, Shen Wuxiao would definitely push his luck.
Shen Wuxiao shook his head. "There are so many people watching over at the hotel. If you don't get in the car, you'll be making me lose face."
"You know I care most about my reputation."
Using the same excuse, Shen Wuxiao said it again.
Hexi glanced over there, and it really was true.
That damned Manager Wu.
He was standing there with his people, looking in their direction again.
When they saw Hexi looking over, the row of people even bowed to her.
If she did not get in now, Shen Wuxiao really would lose face.
If that happened, who knew what this guy would do.
Hexi gritted her teeth and swung one leg inside.
Just like that, she sat on Shen Wuxiao's lap.
Endure it, endure it!
The moment she sat down, the car door closed.
Shen Wuxiao wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against himself. "Lean against me, or you'll block my view."
"Uh..." Hexi was forcibly held by him, pressed right against his body.
Her heart pounded wildly.
Step by step, he was forcing her along.
Now she was even resting in his arms.
The sports car started and drove away from the hotel.
Once they left this place, Shen Wuxiao should no longer be able to use his reputation as an excuse, right?
This was too much. He did not even bother changing his excuse.