In the corridor, the lighting seeped with a hint of enchantment, drawing people into its embrace. At that moment, two people were lost in a passionate kiss; the man held the woman's nape, kissing her with a dominating fervor.
With a swift turn, the man lifted the woman off the wall, changing their positions. The woman had completely lost her ability to think, leaving herself at the mercy of the man.
People passed by in the corridor, all witnessing the couple's fiery passion, yet neither of them seemed to care.
Suddenly, the man sensed a pair of eyes staring in astonishment at them from ahead. His mesmerizing eyes looked right over, still kissing the woman in his arms.
"Yin... Yin Tianshen..." Lou Jing's eyes flickered, the man was undeniably Yin Tianshen—same eyes, same nose, same lips, just with his hair a cleaned, dark color...
