Chapter 468
“I just feel a bit hot.” Just as her eyes met his Peach Blossom Eyes, which held a hint of playfulness, Scarlett Yates’s heart started beating faster, and her face reddened as the heat emerged from her skin.
“Oh?” He curled his lips, his smile devilishly charming.
Her excuses were always as lame as ever.
Her eyes darted everywhere but him, “Really, it’s too hot p>
“You’re sweating on your forehead; you must be really hot.” A light laugh escaped, and Matthew Saxon mercifully released her, then rolled down the car window.
Scarlett immediately pretended to be overheated, turning her face toward the window.
The hottest part of the day had passed; by evening, the gentle warm breeze brushed comfortably against her face.
Soft, soothing music played in the car, and the slow, beautiful melody made the listener somewhat drowsy.
Then, before reaching the hotpot restaurant, Scarlett actually fell asleep.
After a busy afternoon, she was truly exhausted; once she closed her eyes, she quickly sank into deep sleep.
Matthew Saxon parked the car on the side of the street, got out, opened the window beside the passenger seat, leaned down, gently picked her up from the car, and laid her on the back seat.
His movements were gentle, as if afraid of waking her.
The back seat was spacious, allowing her to lie comfortably and sleep.
Scarlett woke up right on time.
By the time Matthew Saxon found the inconspicuous hotpot restaurant she mentioned using the navigation and parked the car, she seemed to sense it and woke up just as he stopped.
She rubbed her eyes and sat up slowly; after a moment of daze, she realized that even though she was sitting in the front passenger seat, someone had moved her.
The only ones in the car were her and Matthew Saxon; she didn’t need to guess who moved her to the back.
Scarlett felt a warm feeling in her heart.
It surprised her that he actually had such a thoughtful and considerate side.
“Awake?” Matthew Saxon’s magnetic voice came from the front; as he parked the car, he frowned and complained, “This street is too narrow; it took forever to find a parking spot p>
If it wasn’t for her liking the food, he would never come to such a place.
The street was incredibly narrow, yet it was very crowded, and the surface was rough and uneven; it was only a distance of five or six meters, yet it took him over ten minutes to slowly squeeze through the bustling crowd.
Not to mention, the moment his car drove in, many people treated it like something novel, taking pictures and chattering nonstop behind the car.
The hotpot restaurant was near the school, attracting many students to this narrow street.
His Maybach parked opposite the hotpot restaurant, its shiny black exterior like a striking scene, instantly attracting the curious gazes of many.
The place Scarlett recommended was certainly not expensive, so among the cars parked on this street, Matthew Saxon’s was the only luxury car, making it difficult not to draw attention.
Scarlett felt a bit embarrassed and stuck out her tongue, “The street is a bit narrow, and there are lots of people usually; it must have taken you quite a while to drive in just now, right p>
Matthew Saxon raised his brow, “What do you think p>
“How about I treat you tonight p>
She couldn’t afford much else, but a hotpot meal was within her means.