「The next morning. Downtown Hangcheng City, on the rooftop of the fifty-story Qiantang Hotel.」
"You're here."
Lin Qingyue stood on the rooftop, gazing at the vast, misty Qiantang River in the distance. She wore a light brown bodycon skirt that did little to hide her incredibly eye-catching figure, from her slender waist to her long, straight, snow-white legs.
"You asked me to meet you here...?"
Gazing at Lin Qingyue's alluring figure, a fiery heat surged through Qin Lin due to his unique constitution. He felt a primal urge to pounce—to press her against the rooftop and deal with her on the spot. He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the scorching inferno within him.
"What's wrong with you?" Seemingly having heard Qin Lin's ragged breathing, Lin Qingyue turned her head. "Did you climb all fifty flights of stairs?"
"That is indeed the case."
Qin Lin shrugged slightly. Good thing I really did take the stairs, otherwise I'd have no way to explain this.
"Aren't you tired?"
