In the speeding taxi, Feng Yuhuai took several deep breaths, handed the phone back to Yang Tuo, and then took a few more deep breaths, trying to calm her heaving chest.
Yang Tuo sat in the seat next to her, his eyes occasionally glancing over.
Unfortunately, Feng Yuhuai didn't have a system, otherwise, she could see the prompts continuously appearing above Yang Tuo's head—"Lust value +1, +1, +1, +1..."
However, at this moment, Feng Yuhuai was disturbed by anger, uninterested in these details, and Yang Tuo was also silent due to some sordid thoughts.
The interior of the car was unusually quiet, with only the magnetic voice of a man on the taxi radio slowly narrating a bizarre and eerie story:
[The man, like a hungry wild beast, suddenly pounced on the woman beside him, filled with primal urge.]
[The woman shyly pushed the man away, slowly got out of the car, and walked home with light steps. The man, like a shadow, closely followed behind her.]
