Fu Zhinian’s eyes darkened. He had expected her to choose the tie, but never the handcuffs.
The thought of using handcuffs instead of prayer beads next time sent a wave of heat surging through his lower abdomen. He pulled her into a tight embrace, breathing in her scent, and it took a long time for the inner restlessness to subside.
As the car passed the Third Branch, Ruan Jiaojiao glanced inside, hesitating over whether to check on her mother.
"Do you want to get out?" Fu Zhinian asked, noticing her train of thought.
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