"I can't come? Then I'll leave then."
"All right, all right, don't go… mmm."
Soon, the two lips met. After a passionate kiss, they fit each other perfectly. The bed shook.
Two hours later, he had completely resolved Bai Xuan'er's yearning.
"Well, at least you have a conscience. You haven't called me since you arrived in Shanghai," Bai Xuan'er lay in Shen Ping's arms and said coquettishly.
Shen Ping ate a strawberry. "You have to get used to such things in the future. If you're not used to it, it's better for us to be separated."
"Look at you. I just said it casually. Annoying. By the way, we made such a big commotion just now—"
"Don't worry, your mother won't hear you."
"That's good."
