In such a lonely and desolate world, the most delightful thing is having someone respond to what you do.
Therefore, when Lu Xi'an felt Yao Wei's enthusiasm and force as she turned the tables on him, he did not resist at all and even actively cooperated.
They kissed from "Midsummer" to "Winter," without crossing any further, stopping at the most comfortable boundary, where they could experience the most genuine and moving passion.
"It's snowing."
When they ended this tacit and prolonged interaction, Yao Wei glanced out the car window and suddenly said.
They had only stopped the car without covering the car windows, so they could still see outside.
Lu Xi'an took a look outside and saw that although it was already nighttime, it wasn't dark at all.
The whole world was shrouded in silver and white, and the sparkling snow formed a sheet, like inverted incandescent lamps illuminating the night sky from below, appearing crystal clear and inexplicably moving.
