He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

The black Cullinan drove smoothly forward, the lights of the streetlights sliding past the windows one by one.

There were only two people left in the carriage. (The driver is just a tool, he doesn't count!)

The driver didn't turn around, but quietly pressed a button.

A black partition silently rises from behind the seats, completely separating the front and rear rows.

The back seat became a closed space, belonging only to the two of them.

Xia Ruo's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously shrank closer to the car door, her heart pounding.

What does this driver mean?

Why did they raise the partition without even asking?

Before she could even process the question in her mind, a slender hand reached out from the side and precisely gripped the back of her neck.

The calluses on his fingertips brushed against the delicate skin behind her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

With a gentle effort, he turned her around completely.

Zhou Siyan stared intently at her, his gaze sliding from her forehead to her eyebrows and eyes, from her eyebrows and eyes to the tip of her nose, and from the tip of her nose to her lips.

He raised his hand, his thumb resting below her jawline, and gently lifted her face, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"You were wronged this afternoon, why didn't you tell me?"

Xia Ruo's eyelashes trembled: "No...it's nothing serious, I just ran into a lunatic..."

"Crazy?" Zhou Siyan's fingers tightened a little, his knuckles gripping her neck so hard it hurt slightly, like a silent warning.

He slowly moved closer, one arm braced against the car window beside her ear.

His other hand slid from the back of her neck to her waist, gripping her slender waist and locking her in the narrow gap between the car door and his chest.

Xia Ruo's back was pressed against the car door, her hands weakly supporting her chest. Through the thin fabric of his shirt, she could feel his heart beating fast and heavy.

The nose was filled with the scent of cedar and cold air, stronger and more intense than usual.

There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to escape.

He lowered his head, his nose brushing against her forehead, his warm breath gently caressing her brow: "Did he touch you?"

She shook her head frantically, her voice trembling, "No...no..."

Zhou Siyan's gaze slid from her panicked eyes to her slightly trembling lips, his Adam's apple bobbing as if he was trying to hold back something that was about to spill out.

"From now on, no matter who bullies you, no matter how big or small the matter, tell me immediately. Do you understand?"

Xia Ruo felt her heart burning with the fire in his eyes and mechanically nodded.

"Speak." He pinched her chin, then suddenly lowered his head and bit her red lips.

"Hiss—" Xia Ruo gasped, the slight stinging sensation spreading from her lips, mingling with the burning heat between his lips and teeth.

"I heard you."

Zhou Siyan looked at her obedient yet timid appearance—her peach blossom eyes sparkling with moisture, her lips still bearing the marks of his bite, slightly red, curled up in his arms, not daring to move or run away.

Suddenly, his lower abdomen tightened, and the pent-up heat that had been building up suddenly surged up, making his Adam's apple bob violently.

"Baby, can I have a kiss?" His voice was so low and hoarse, it carried an extremely suppressed plea.

The next second, before Xia Ruo could answer, the man's hand, which had been gripping her chin, moved to the back of her head, his fingers dug into her hair, and he pressed her down hard.

"Mmm...no..." Xia Ruo's voice was swallowed by him as soon as it came out of her mouth.

Zhou Siyan pressed down on her waist, his palm pressing against the curve of her lower back, pressing her tightly against his body.

Her hands were trapped between the two men, leaving her no room to struggle.

The man's kiss was fierce and urgent. He didn't give her a chance to react at all; his tongue had already pried open Xia Ruo's tightly closed lips and teeth, plunging deep inside and swallowing all her breath.

"Hmm..." Xia Ruo hummed softly.

Zhou Siyan's eyes instantly turned unfathomable. He began to devour her lips even more fiercely, his hands igniting fire all over Xia Ruo's body.

Gradually, Xia Ruo became immersed in the man's advances, her mind going from resistance to blankness, and then from blankness to chaos.

Her slender arms draped softly over his shoulders, her fingers unconsciously entwining the strands of hair at the back of his neck, beginning to respond to him in a subtle way.

This subtle response caused the taut string in Zhou Siyan's brain to snap instantly.

He lifted Xia Ruo by the waist and straddled her on his lap, her skirt billowing out like a blooming flower.

He cupped her waist with his hands, his fingertips sinking into her soft hollow, holding her firmly in his arms, and continued to kiss her passionately.

His lips slid from her lips to her chin, from her chin to her earlobe, and from her earlobe to the side of her neck, leaving no inch of skin untouched, as if he wanted to imprint his mark on her entire body.

Xia Ruo's back was pressed against the cool seat back, while in front of her was his burning hot chest. The sensation of ice and fire made her tremble all over.

She tilted her head back, revealing her delicate and slender neck, and let out soft, unconscious sobs that were as soft as melted syrup and cloyingly sweet.

Suddenly, Xia Ruo felt something pressing against her from below.

A jolt ran through me; it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over my muddled mind, instantly clearing my head.

With her last bit of strength, she pushed him away, placing her hands on his chest to create an inch of distance between them.

Both of them were panting heavily.

Zhou Siyan's shirt collar was ripped open, revealing a patch of reddish skin below her collarbone.

A few strands of Xia Ruo's hair clung to her flushed cheeks, her lips were swollen and glistening with moisture, like flower petals that had been repeatedly trampled.

His gaze fell on her disheveled collar—one of the buttons on the collar had been accidentally undone by him, revealing a section of her fair collarbone and the faint shadow below it. His Adam's apple bobbed again.

Xia Ruo looked into his unfathomable eyes, still brimming with lingering desire, and her heart pounded so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

"Zhou Siyan...you..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Xia Ruo regretted them.

The voice was soft and sweet, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying the dampness and trembling of someone who had just been kissed.

She blushed and her heart raced when she heard it; she bit her lip and couldn't utter another word.

Xia Ruo wanted to get off his lap.

She lifted her waist slightly, trying to slide off him and escape this suffocating position.

But Zhou Siyan immediately tightened his grip on her waist, pressing her firmly back down.

"Don't move." The veins on his forehead throbbed slightly.

Xia Ruo bit her lip, "You...you let me go first..."

"Hiss—" His breathing suddenly became heavy, and the fingers clasped around her waist tightened a little.

"If you move again, do you want me to take care of you right now?"