Somehow, whenever he saw her, he just couldn't maintain his composure.
Wen Tang was trapped in his arms, unable to move, "Pei Heyan, I really can't do this anymore." She felt that one more time would practically leave her paralyzed.
"You're so weak," Pei Heyan pinched her chin, "then forget it."
Wen Tang let out a slight sigh of relief.
Pei Heyan let go and fixed his hair in the mirror, saying, "Given a whole day to recuperate, you should be finished and wouldn't delay continuing tonight, right?"
"You!" Wen Tang opened her mouth to argue, but Pei Heyan shook his coat and headed downstairs.
She was left alone in the bedroom, forcing the words that had nearly slipped out back inside.
Shortly after, the alarm on her phone rang.
Wen Tang pulled her thoughts back and went into the restroom.
Before leaving for Junyue Lanshan, she even specially prepared a gift for the person in charge.
It was merely offering someone else's flowers, not coming from her own pocket.
