I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 315 Understanding People’s Intentions (1)_1

Chapter 315: Chapter 315 Understanding People’s Intentions (1)_1

"Yes!" Zhang Te, who had a narrow escape, hurried to the back door of the car, and opened it for Han Jingnian before running to the trunk to fetch a spare piece of clothing to change into on the street.

Back in the car, as Zhang Te started the engine, he asked, "Mr. Han, where are we going?"

"Home." Han Jingnian tightened his arm around the girl who was almost struggling to get free from his hold.

The pain caused the drunken girl to frown. Seeing her react this way, Han Jingnian instinctively loosened his grip.

Xia Wan’an, now in a better state to move, climbed onto Han Jingnian’s shoulders, sat up straight, and began staring intently at his features.

Zhang Te, who was driving, covertly glanced in the rearview mirror at the scene in the backseat. Catching Xia Wan’an’s nearly drooling expression, he couldn’t help but reach up to rub his nose. Who would have thought that the lady turns into a silly infatuated girl when drunk...

"Bro, do you know why the crime rate in China is so high?" Xia Wan’an asked.

Han Jingnian didn’t respond but let Xia Wan’an play with his face.

"Because..." Xia Wan’an blinked coyly, her voice was charmingly sweet, "...your enchanting features are the beginning of everyone’s crime."

Zhang Te, whose mouth was suddenly filled with dog food, felt he shouldn’t have been paying attention to the couple in the backseat: "..."

But on second thought, at this moment, why does the lady resemble someone so much?

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Te thought of Xia Chen’an... Indeed, it’s no wonder they’re from the same family, both excellent at flirting!

"I want to leave something on you," Xia Wan’an said as she turned in Han Jingnian’s arms and reached into her bag, pulling out a lipstick.

She applied a layer of lipstick onto her own lips using a small mirror, then puckered her lips, and sprung towards Han Jingnian’s face, planting several kisses on his fair complexion, marking it with lipstick prints. "Bro, I’ve left my seal on you, from now on, you’re mine!"

Zhang Te, overwhelmed by their excessively affectionate display, couldn’t help but smirk to himself.

The biggest hypocrite he had ever seen was definitely Mr. Han. When Miss Renchi had accidentally fallen into his arms, he had immediately shrugged her off. Yet now, when his wife was causing mischief in his arms, there seemed to be... a hint of enjoyment on his usually expressionless face?