The sun sets in the west, and the distant mountains are outlined with a golden edge as the sun sets.
The trees on the mountain are also bathed in a layer of pale yellow glow, appearing warm and tranquil.
In the golden light, the two figures on the mountain platform finally separated.
Zhang Xinxin's face was flushed, her hair disheveled, and several buttons on her collar were undone. Her heart was still pounding inside her chest, unable to calm down.
On the other side, Li Jing was reminiscing about the scene just now, still somewhat wanting more.
He could sense that, urged by this atmosphere, Zhang Xinxin's inner defense was at its lowest, and he could easily have made a spectacular outdoor action film just now with a little assertiveness.
However, he also felt a subconscious resistance and restraint in her regarding the final step, so Li Jing ultimately chose not to push it further.
