Their car is at the side of the road. Kenny and Poppy return to the car. Poppy pulls the safety belt to buckle up. But it is strange that after she presses the lock several times, the seat belt is still untied, which makes her frowns anxiously.
“What’s wrong?” Kenny looks at her confusedly. He untied his seat belt and leans forward to her.
“I don’t know. Something’s wrong with the seat belt.” Says Poppy, and again she tries to buckle up.
“Let me check.” Kenny’s deep voice stirs in her ears. With the close distance, the warm breath from the his nose sprinkles on her neck, which makes her a little itchy.
“OK.” She manages to conceals the feeling and transfers her attention.
Kenny leans forward to get closer. From the perspective of the front, it’s very similar to the scene of kissing by borrowing shooting in the movies. The only different is that their attention now are both focused on the lock, and no one realizes how ambiguous they are at this time.
A short while later, with a sound of “click”, the problem’s solved.
“All right.” Kenny looks up at her as he speaks.
But at the same time, Poppy happens to raises her cheek. At the moment when they both looks at each other, Kenny’s eyes flash a kind of cunning light, then he kisses her on the lips.
“Ummm...” Poppy tries to push him away subconsciously, but is stops by him. He moves away from her lip to kiss her ear and says, “little goblin, I’m just teaching you how to kiss. After all, your kissing skill is so terrible.”
Poppy doesn’t want to admit it. “Who are you talking about?”
“Is there any other person here except you?”
Poppy isn’t convinced. She get closed to him and kisses him angrily.
Little boy, you were not born yet when I kiss others! How dare you to say that I am poor at kissing!
Kenny gets what he wants. He was just stimulating her just now. When she kisses him, he hugs her in arms and takes back the initiation.
The ambiguous atmosphere spreads in the car. Kenny enjoys kissing her soft lips. Poppy bites his tongue.
He feels a little pain, and can’t help sobbing, “are you crazy? You were biting, not kissing.”
“That’s exactly my kissing skill. Dare to try it again?”
“Come on!”
They keep kissing, and they are not willing to give in to each other, which constantly catalyze the hot air in the car.
The night becomes more and more ambiguous.
It has been raining for several days. The wet air is mixed with a sticky feeling, which makes people uncomfortable.
At MD building.
With the sound of the elevator, the door opens. Poppy comes out of the elevator and adjusts her clothes. She is far from entering the office, but she already finds it very busy in the office. She feels a little puzzled. Is there anything new?
“Lawyer Greg, is Paris fun?”
“Lawyer Greg, did you go to Paris for fun or for business?”
“Lawyer Greg, thank you for the perfume you brought me. I love it.”
…
The staffs of the office are all around a man. Maybe it’s because they all have gifts, they look very happy.
Poppy walks in and looks around. She just takes a look and then knows what’s going on.
“Well, I’m glad you love the gift. And I went to Paris for fun and business at the same time. You know, that kind of small case wouldn’t be hard for me.” Greg, who is surrounded by others, notices Poppy coming in when speaking.
He is dressed in a suit, and looks elegant and handsome, with a sense of laziness in his eyes.
“Good morning, lawyer Poppy.”
…
Someone greets Poppy, then Greg Diaz recognizes who she is. He takes the initiative to walks to her.
He reaches out enthusiastically to her. “Hi, lawyer Poppy, nice to meet you. I’m Greg, the other partner of this office. I’m Arno’s classmate. He has mentioned you to me...”
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