SOON, Luo Yan felt something firm and hard poking against the small of his back. Recognizing exactly what it was, he pressed back against it a little more, a slow, knowing smile spreading on his face. He didn't have to turn around to know the effect he was having on Shen Ji Yun. A low, strained groan from the other confirmed it.
Shen Ji Yun's hands tightened on Luo Yan's hips. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the back of Luo Yan's shoulder.
"Don't be a tease, Yan Yan," he said. His voice was a low, rough whisper right by Luo Yan's ear.
Luo Yan chuckled. He tilted his head just enough to speak over his shoulder. "What's wrong, Brother Ji Yun? Do you want to leave now and go do something a lot more fun in your car instead?"
