Gu Qichen did not get up.
But when Xia Yangyang called out this name, Gu Qichen still paused for a moment.
It seemed that it had been a long time since he had heard Xia Yangyang call him by his name directly.
Gu Qichen knew that only when Xia Yangyang was driven to embarrassment and rage would her instinctive reaction be like this.
Nowadays, Xia Yangyang felt incredibly familiar to Gu Qichen.
Every expression of hers, even every instinctive reaction that followed, or every word she said, Gu Qichen knew them intimately.
Gu Qichen suddenly realized that his familiarity with this woman had penetrated deep into his bones.
It had even become a part of him.
Yet, she had forgotten everything.
Finally, Gu Qichen rose from Xia Yangyang's body.
Xia Yangyang quickly pushed him away.
Then she returned to the passenger seat.
Xia Yangyang hurriedly straightened out her clothes.
Her eyes were sparkling, like ripe black grapes full of water vapor.
