Mu Qianqian wanted to move closer to Zhang Feng.
That meant she needed to be even nearer to Zhang Feng.
With her torso closer to Zhang Feng, her over-a-meter-long legs would need to stretch further in this direction.
But the space inside the car was limited.
Unless Mu Qianqian stuck her feet out of the car door, she wouldn't be able to stretch her legs.
That was obviously unrealistic.
That meant Mu Qianqian had to bend her knees to fit her legs in the car.
However, if she bent her knees, Mu Qianqian would have to step on something for support.
So, Zhang Feng, with a somewhat pale face, slowly looked down.
He saw Mu Qianqian's feet where they absolutely should not have been.
"Hiss—"
Zhang Feng couldn't help but sharply inhale.
"Mu Qianqian, you...."
He gritted his teeth, wanting to reproach Mu Qianqian.
But Mu Qianqian completely ignored Zhang Feng and said to Mu Xue'Er:
"Yes, Xue'Er, help mommy massage here, right, thank you, Xue'Er."
Oh goodness!
