Chapter 582: 582. Chapter 582: Shangguan Yun's contribution 20

582. Chapter 582: Shangguan Yun's contribution 20

Haohua sat in front, turned his head and asked us, "Getting to my hometown takes over an hour; sitting like this, all squeezed together, won't you be tired? If you are, we can just hire two vehicles."

"An hour that long? I thought it would be just a few dozen minutes. Then we might as well hire two vehicles—going out to have fun, we don't mind spending a little extra." When Shangguan Yun finished speaking and was about to get in the car, I grabbed him and said, "No need, it's livelier when we all sit together; if we split up, it wouldn't be fun at all." I'd rather everyone squeeze in a bit; if we split up, it wouldn't be lively.

"Mm, Xuanxuan is right—if we squeeze in a bit, we'll be chatting and laughing, and the hour will pass quickly." After Huiqing said that, she also pulled Wang Xin inside.

Huiqing and I sat in the middle, while Shangguan Yun and Wang Xin sat at the sides. After the four of us got in, it was very cramped, so I said, "Shangguan Yun, I'll sit on your lap—that way we won't be so crowded." Before he could answer, I climbed onto his feet and sat down.

Shangguan Yun had no objection; he held me, I leaned against his chest, lifted my head and kept staring at him.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Keep looking and I'll eat you." Of course, Shangguan Yun's last words were whispered softly in my ear.

"You dare?" I also whispered.

After the car started moving, Huiqing also climbed up and sat on Wang Xin's lap; everyone was happy, chatting and laughing.

But Haohua's face seemed to lack that genuine smile, because while the four of us were paired off, chatting happily and sweetly, he was alone. He felt a bit moved by the scene, a touch of melancholy.

Halfway there, I started to feel sleepy.

My eyes could hardly stay open; I weakly leaned against Shangguan Yun's chest, while he kept smoking, the window flap rattling open and shut as a cold wind swept through, leaving me both cold and coughing.

Shangguan Yun touched my icy hand and said, "How cold it is. Are you that cold?"

"Cough, cough, cough… can't you two stop smoking? I'm coughing to death." I said, half‑closing my eyes.

The smoke from Shangguan Yun's cigarette kept drifting into my eyes, making me tear up a bit.