Fu Weiheng tightened his grip on her, resting his chin on the top of her head, and let out a soft "hmm."
"Are you tired?" The dim light under the eaves cast a shadow beside him. Su Wan vaguely saw the red blood vessels in his eyes and felt a pang of heartache. She said directly, "Neil, don't go back. Come inside and rest."
Fu Weiheng chuckled lightly and kissed her forehead, "Want to sleep with me? Hmm?"
Su Wan blushed and pinched him, "..."
Fu Weiheng twisted his waist slightly and laughed again, "That's not appropriate." He lowered his head and kissed her, lingering on her lips for a while before pulling away. He said, "Go inside and sleep. I'll pick you up tomorrow."
Su Wan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the cold road outside, and said, "Drive slowly, and message me when you get home."
"Okay." Fu Weiheng's hands, which had been holding her sides, slowly dropped down to hold hers, "I'll leave after I watch you go inside."
