On the way.
Jiang Xinghai was driving, and Leng Ning would occasionally turn to gaze at him.
"Staring at me like that, did you miss me?" Jiang Xinghai grinned.
"I noticed you're glowing." Leng Ning looked at Jiang Xinghai, who was so close, yet it felt as if a hazy white mist was blocking her mind, preventing her from seeing through him.
"Oh, maybe it's because I slept so well last night." Recalling his wild night with Shen Lingyin, Jiang Xinghai couldn't help but picture scene after scene in his mind.
Of course, he had also had a night just as wild with Leng Ning.
And that night, Chuchu had been there too.
"I wonder which lucky woman got to be with you last night?" Leng Ning was a little curious.
Jiang Xinghai, of course, wouldn't tell Leng Ning. He just gave a mysterious smile.
"No matter how lucky they were, they can't be as lucky as me. For today and tomorrow, you belong to me alone. Hmph." Leng Ning snorted softly, waving her hand in front of Jiang Xinghai's face.
