"Lingxue, I'm actually holding back," Jiang Xinghai said with a wry smile.
Then, he said in a serious tone, "We're at your house, and it sounds like your parents are still awake. I can't just do whatever I want; I have to be considerate of them."
"It was my oversight."
Shen Lingxue nodded and glanced at the time. "It's just after ten. Why don't we get a hotel room?"
"That's not necessary, is it?"
Jiang Xinghai didn't want to waste any more time.
"This is all my fault. I should have thought of this sooner."
Shen Lingxue glanced at Jiang Xinghai, whose hands and feet were bound, at that lithe, powerful body brimming with a wild energy...
'At a time like this, going to get a room would just be another whole ordeal...'
PING...
Just then, Shen Lingxue's phone suddenly buzzed with a new message.
