Into the Night, Jiao Jiao Gets Kissed by a Business Tycoon
Chapter 138: This Seat is Adjustable

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: This Seat is Adjustable

Because there were simply too many fans at the main entrance of the venue, Xinan took the back door, while Cheng Yi’s car was parked out front. He stood with one hand in his suit pants pocket, leaning casually against the car door, his jacket unbuttoned to reveal a white shirt inside, his collar half-undone, exuding a lazy and effortlessly handsome aura.

Cheng Yi had changed cars again, this time driving a white Bentley Flying Spur, which was much more expensive than the previous Mercedes, but it wasn’t too conspicuous due to its distinctive model.

Upon seeing Cheng Yi, Ding Lan and Meng Qiu almost instantly understood the situation, and they waved at Xinan in a knowing way, "Have a good time tonight, we won’t bother you guys."

Having said that, they hurriedly got into the company car, leaving behind only the elongated shadow of the car as it drove away.

Xinan smiled helplessly and then walked towards Cheng Yi, only then noticing that he hadn’t sent a driver but had come to pick her up himself.

Seeing Xinan glance inside the car, Cheng Yi spoke up, "Don’t worry, it’s just the two of us tonight, no one will disturb us."

As he said this, he slightly lowered his head, his gaze constantly on Xinan, and in his eyes, there was a hint of fervor and longing.

Xinan, feeling a bit embarrassed by his words, subconsciously turned her head away to avoid his intense and focused gaze, "Okay... alright then."

Cheng Yi slightly smiled and then, like a gentleman, reached out to open the car door, bending his body a bit and gesturing for Xinan to get in, "Please, get in the car, my leading lady."

"Thank you..." Xinan nodded lightly and got into the passenger seat.

As soon as she got into the car, a faint scent of sea breeze greeted her, making her want to take a few deep breaths. Only then did Xinan notice an air freshener in the car.

No wonder she had smelled a hint of fragrance near Cheng Yi earlier—it was this.

Xinan took her bag and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Out to eat," Cheng Yi buckled his seatbelt and started the engine.

As soon as Cheng Yi mentioned food, Xinan realized she was indeed hungry. She’d been busy all day, having only a few bites of bread and milk at noon, and now she was truly famished, her stomach rumbling loudly.

Xinan had thought about settling for a simple meal, but in the end, Cheng Yi took her to an established restaurant, reserved a private room, had their best chef cook, and even ordered her favorite dishes and soup.

Xinan didn’t hold back; after finishing the dishes Cheng Yi had ordered for her, she added a bowl of their signature pig trotter noodles.

Cheng Yi, having finished his meal, just quietly watched Xinan eat. It was clear she was famished; her appetite had nearly matched that of an adult male.

However, Cheng Yi was happier the more she ate because Xinan had been too thin before. She had managed to gain a little weight previously but had slimmed down again during filming, so it was good she was eating more—she needed the weight.

Thinking this, Cheng Yi began to serve Xinan dish after dish.

After a satisfying meal, Cheng Yi escorted Xinan away.

Perhaps it was the scent of the air freshener, but Xinan found herself becoming drowsy. She cracked open the car window to let the cold air stream in, which made her much more alert.

But she also noticed that this wasn’t the way back to her apartment; instead, they were heading towards Luming Academy...

Remembering when she walked off the stage with Cheng Yi earlier, and he had asked if she wanted to go with him tonight, she realized what he had been implying.

For some reason, as they approached Luming Academy, Xinan felt Cheng Yi’s car speed up as if there was something important he was rushing to do.

Eventually, the speed gradually decreased, and he drove into his private garage.

Xinan, seeing the car come to a stop, reached to unbuckle her seatbelt, but as her fingers touched the button, Cheng Yi’s large hand enveloped hers, holding her delicate hand tightly in his palm while looking down at her, "No rush."

Xinan looked up, slightly startled, and met his deep gaze, "What’s the matter?"

"Your outfit today..." Cheng Yi’s eyes swept across her chest.

"Ah?" As Xinan followed Cheng Yi’s gaze and looked down, she realized her neckline was too low and quickly pulled it up, responding, "This shirt is a size too big."

"Is that so," Cheng Yi’s eyes slowly returned to Xinan’s face.

Xinan, unnerved by his stare and blushing, said, "We’re home, let’s get out of the car."

Instead of answering, Cheng Yi suddenly blurred out something inexplicable, "I’m thinking about something right now."

"What is it?" Xinan was bewildered, looking up at him when she noticed his gaze was intensely fixed on her, as if he wanted to devour her.

"I’m thinking... what it would feel like to try it here."

Xinan froze, taking a moment to grasp the meaning of his words, her face instantly turned as red as if it were on fire, "No... it’s so cramped in here."

"This seat can be adjusted," Cheng Yi said in a low voice as he gently stroked her hair.

"Nannan, is it okay?" Cheng Yi’s voice suddenly grew husky.

Xinan’s heartbeat accelerated. She had heard Cheng Yi speak to her like this before, but still, each time, she found his voice enticing and seductive.

In the end, Xinan couldn’t resist his charm and nodded with a blush.

Cheng Yi smiled and then unbuckled his seatbelt, propping himself up to lean towards Xinan.

He gently kissed her forehead, her lips.

The temperature in the air seemed to rise with each passing moment, and their blood seemed to boil along with it. The scent of the air freshener grew stronger, making them want to indulge, to succumb.

After they were done, Cheng Yi covered Xinan with his jacket, then carried her out of the car and into the villa.

The lights in the villa were bright and warm. Cheng Yi carried Xinan upstairs to the bedroom, opened the bathroom door, placed her in the bathtub, and then began to fill it with water.

Then Xinan saw Cheng Yi close the bathroom door, take off his pants, sit in the bathtub, and once again hold her in his embrace.

"Nannan, I’ve realized that it seems to be me giving you a bath every time," Cheng Yi’s voice was like magic, seducing her senses.

"It’s because you’re always unrestrained... and this time, too," Xinan gave him a light push.

Cheng Yi chuckled, "Perhaps a little unrestrained."

Xinan: "..."

Cheng Yi, seemingly determined to address the issue, said, "Then why don’t you also help your boyfriend take a bath?"