The sun was setting in the west, and as evening approached, Ye Qiu drove back to the inn after a passionate interlude.
Looking at Xu Lei beside him, her face flushed and her complexion still glistening with sweat, he smiled slightly, "Wipe off some of your sweat, don't catch a cold when you get out of the car in a moment."
"Okay."
Xu Lei obediently murmured an assent. At this moment, her eyes were filled with tenderness as she looked at Ye Qiu, resembling a little wife listening to her husband's words.
At this moment, she also figured it out. Since she, too, loved Ye Qiu, and since Ye Qiu himself didn't mind, she wouldn't think any further.
As for the other women around Ye Qiu, although Xu Lei felt a bit uncomfortable at the moment, she had also decided that such an excellent young man like Ye Qiu probably wouldn't have only her by his side.
