The car engine stopped, and silence enveloped the surroundings, so quiet you could hear your own disordered heartbeat and the girl's gentle breathing.
The fragrance from her body lingered at the tip of his nose.
In the palm of his hand, there was the delicate softness of her waist.
All the wonderful sensations were magnified in this night, and Lu Changchuan's breathing suddenly became heavy.
So much so that the moment the softness retreated from his embrace, Lu Changchuan felt a sense of loss.
"Wanwan..."
He reached out, wanting to pull the girl back into his arms.
A soft sound beside him, the car door opened.
Ye Wan jumped down from the co-pilot seat, winked at Lu Changchuan through the car window, "Young Master Lu, good night..."
In Lu Changchuan's mind, the image of the girl in the restaurant, her eyes flustered and glancing around, then coquettishly glaring at him, emerged instantly.
So, is she here to settle accounts with him after the fact?
