My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 153 - 152: Have You Seen Enough?

Chapter 153: Chapter 152: Have You Seen Enough?

She let out an involuntary cry and once again caught the attention of the two people ahead.

Jiang Yao turned her head to investigate the moment she cried out, and after seeing the situation between her and Fu Jinghen, she silently turned her head back, even raising her hand to shield the side of her face to avoid seeing anything inappropriate.

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"No, what are you covering your face for?"

"I’m the one being held and I’m not even embarrassed yet, what are you blocking?"

Then she saw in the rearview mirror Feng Li casting a surprised look that mixed admiration with joy, and within that joy was a hint of awkwardness.

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"What is this supposed to mean?"

She and Fu Jinghen were officially engaged, so what was wrong with a hug?

However, she couldn’t quite match the complex and nuanced look in his eyes, despite being a professionally trained actress.

A warm sensation on her exposed leg pulled her back from her scattered thoughts.

A man’s low voice inquired beside her ear, "Which leg?"

Wen Qiao blinked and, prompted by his question, the initially ignored prickling pain resurfaced, and she pouted, "The left leg."

That morning while filming, she had accidentally bumped her left leg, and the pain had flared up due to her moving abruptly.

Now, she was sitting sideways on Fu Jinghen’s lap, encircled by his arm, while someone rubbed circles on her left leg. His wide, strong palm, with a layer of callous, tickled against her soft skin.

Surrounded by the familiar scent of fir, and with Fu Jinghen’s handsome, fine features close at hand, Wen Qiao once again examined his face.

His features were rugged and sharp, his eyes long and narrow, with thin, narrow eyelids that slightly upturned at the corners, giving a subtle flair of brazenness when his eyes were lowered.

As the car moved forward, the dim streetlights intermittently danced across his face, his profile partly obscured in the light and shadow, appearing almost unrealistically handsome.

And this man, right now, was lowering his gaze without any impatience, gently massaging her leg, helping to ease the pain.

Wen Qiao’s gaze slowly drifted downward, finally resting on his thin lips, and as though spellbound, she slowly leaned in towards him.

Just as they were about to arrive at their destination, Fu Jinghen suddenly lifted his eyelids, his gaze sharply fixed on her.

"Have you looked enough?"

His mild counterquestion snapped Wen Qiao out of her trance, prompting her to quickly retreat.

Realizing what she had almost done, Wen Qiao’s face flushed with a deep red.

A surge of a new sensation named "shyness," which she had never felt before and had never felt towards anyone, belatedly overwhelmed her.

She flailed her limbs, attempting to get out of Fu Jinghen’s embrace, but he gripped her waist tightly.

Fu Jinghen: "Don’t move."

Wen Qiao refused to listen to his nonsense, "Let go of me."

Fu Jinghen clicked his tongue, looking at the restless young woman in his arms: "Move again, and you’re on your own."

Perhaps the current Fu Jinghen had a great impact on Wen Qiao since, hearing this almost domineering declaration, she indeed calmed down.

However, she leaned her upper body back as far as possible, trying to maintain a "Chu River Han Boundary" distance from Fu Jinghen.

Fu Jinghen glanced at her, with a light sneer, "What are you dodging? Weren’t you just cooingly asking me to rub it?"

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"Would you please shut up?"