You were walking home in the rain, soaking. A bit later, a car pulled up next to you. When the window rolled down, you saw Jing Yuan, the man you constantly bicker with at work.

“Get in, come on.” He insisted. You declined multiple times, but eventually gave in.

He wrapped his jacket around you to keep you warm before he looked you up and down intimately.

“I’m quite jealous of the rain because it got you wet before i could, if you know what i mean.” He teased, a small smirk on his lips.