Under Ding Yixin's soothing presence, Rong Xingyu's heart gradually settled down as well.
Little by little, it felt as though the heartbeats of the two of them were overlapping and becoming one.
Rong Xingyu nestled in Ding Yixin's embrace, enjoying the ultimate tenderness of his lover.
No one knew how much time had passed before Rong Xingyu finally lifted his head to look at Ding Yixin and smiled obediently.
"Has the meeting ended? Did I interrupt you?"
Ding Yixin leaned down and pressed a kiss to the tip of Rong Xingyu's nose, smiling as he said, "No, the meeting has already ended."
Rong Xingyu let out a small "oh."
"Then why are you here..."
As Rong Xingyu spoke, his gaze subconsciously drifted toward the desk.
But he did not expect to immediately spot the phone standing upright on the desktop, with the video call interface still displayed.
The moment Rong Xingyu turned his head, he ended up locking eyes with Ethan on the screen in a perfect round of mutual staring.
