The moonlight hung in midair, scattering silver-white coolness upon them.
The high-rise buildings of Shen City Bay shimmered in the distance.
They walked along.
At some point, Liu Qingning jumped onto Tang Song's back.
Burying her small face near his neck and shoulder, she swung her legs, murmuring softly, "Giddy up, giddy up!"
Tang Song steadily supported her restless legs, his eyes full of indulgent smiles.
…
They took the elevator upstairs.
"We're home."
Liu Qingning slowly opened her eyes, looking at the familiar door in front of her, before reluctantly sliding off his back.
She opened the heavy armored door, and the entrance light responded by lighting up.
As soon as Liu Qingning took off her shoes, she was pinned against the entrance cabinet.
"Hey, what are you up to!"
Tang Song said nothing, leaning down to capture her cherry lips, slowly sucking, gentle yet possessive.
The scent and warmth familiar to them both filled the air.
