Chapter 1612 There Are Journalists Around

• Ashton and I continued to stare into each other's eyes for quite a while until he suddenly stole a kiss from me and said with a smirk, “I don't know if I can hold myself back until we get home if you keep looking at me like that.”
• I could tell he wasn't kidding as he was breathing heavily, but I was in such a good mood that I wasn't afraid to tease him. “So what? It's not like you're going to do it here in the...”
• Before I could even finish my sentence, Ashton had lunged forward and placed both hands on my seat's armrest, trapping me within his arms in an instant.