The Bentley stopped at Jinxiu Garden, the car door opened, and a graceful figure quickly got out from the passenger seat.
Immediately after, the driver's door was opened, a tall figure stepped out and said to the graceful figure, "Let's go."
Returning to this familiar apartment again, Zhuang Shuqing's mood was already different from usual.
She followed behind Lu Jinyang, closed the door, and turned around only to bump into a sturdy and broad chest.
After a brief moment of stun, Zhuang Shuqing raised her hands to encircle his muscular waist. At that moment, she distinctly felt the hands behind her tighten more.
The two embraced silently, neither letting go of the other until the ringtone from Lu Jinyang's phone broke the silence.
Zhuang Shuqing let go, and seeing that he was still holding her, she gently pushed him, prompting Lu Jinyang to finally let go and answer the phone.
"What's the matter?"
Hearing his tone, Zhuang Shuqing's heart trembled violently.
