His arm could clearly feel an elastic squeeze, and he could also smell the fragrance of her hair and the faint scent of her perfume.
Finally, she headed straight for the passenger seat, but Cheng Zhu caught her.
"Sit in the back," he said.
"Cheng Zhu, I... want to sit next to you," Zhang Qiqi said directly.
She no longer referred to him as her junior.
"I've been drinking, need to call a designated driver," Cheng Zhu explained.
What a joke, we're law-abiding citizens, always avoiding drunk driving, right?
Say no to drunk driving, start with me!
It was only then that Zhang Qiqi realized, a little embarrassed, and said, "Oh."
After sending this green tea senior into the back seat, Cheng Zhu then sat in the passenger seat.
He turned on the hazard lights and started calling for a designated driver.
The car headed toward Xiyuan Apartment. Zhang Qiqi leaned her upper body against the car door, closed her eyes, and was soaking in the effects of the alcohol.
