On the way home.

Yan Feng looked at the road ahead, pursed his lips, and said, "Little Xi, can you stop staring at me? I'm driving, what if I hit something?"

"I won't!"

The young girl propped her chin with her hand, her lips curving into a crescent moon smile, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the man beside her, playfully saying, "Just drive normally, I just want to look at you more, it doesn't get in the way."