Saying this, she stretched out her slender, fair arm and hooked it around his neck.
This close distance caused the last thread of Sheng Qianchi's rationality to suddenly snap, and he buried his head and kissed her.
The thin and handsome lips emitted a muffled sound, "Jiayin..."
The woman in his arms suddenly stiffened for a moment, but he, engulfed in flames, did not notice, or rather noticed but didn't care.
...
Gu Jiayin drove frantically in search, arriving at the foot of the mountain, she saw faint car lights by the distant coastline, and drove towards them.
Arriving at the coast, she pushed open the door and got out of the car, only to see an incredibly romantic and entwined scene.
Sheng Qianchi was holding a woman in his arms.
They were so entranced that they hadn't even noticed her arrival.
Gu Jiayin abruptly stopped in her tracks, gave a self-deprecating laugh, how ridiculous she was, worrying about him when he had rushed out here already prepared with a woman.
