Qin Yan was inside Xi Ting's bedroom in the Xi family house. She had been to this room earlier but today it was very different.
The room had been meticulously decorated. Both the walls and the tables were adorned with an abundance of roses. As such, the entire room resembled a lovely sea of flowers. On top of the swollen sheet was a massive heart made of rose petals, which complemented the situation and atmosphere at that moment. The right time and place, as well as the incredibly heartwarming and sweet surroundings, as if there was a trace of sweetness in the air.
Without knowing who was the first to begin, the distance between them gradually shrank. There was no need to say anything. They only needed to use their bodies to feel each other at that moment.
