In a train carriage with so many people, coming and going to fetch water or use the bathroom is quite normal.
But Tian Chuying felt there was something off about this person, that there was some ulterior motive.
Tian Chuying hesitated for a moment, then lifted the quilt to get up.
Meanwhile, Lu Feng had already headed to the compartment where Tian Xiang was.
At first, he didn't linger, only glanced sideways and walked straight past.
She was asleep; although her back was turned and he couldn't clearly see her sleeping face, he could see her figure rising and falling under the thin sheet.
It was just as he had imagined—curves where there should be curves, slender where it should be slender.
So alluring, like a seductive poison, instantly captivating him.
Lu Feng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then washed his face at the carriage's washroom, suppressing the desire slowly rising within him.
