Ye Zhenzhen was slightly out of breath, her rosy lips lightly humming a sound. She wrapped her slender arms around the man's shoulders, attempting to gently coax and push him away, "Song Jinze..."
The woman's soft and mellow voice was almost enough to burn away the man's remaining sanity. His hand slowly glided over her slender waist, his gaze deep and passionate, reflecting the flames burning in the depths of his heart.
Remembering that she was still in a special period, his eyes minutely shifted as thousands of thoughts entwined in his mind, repressing his innermost desires with great effort. In the end, he still let her go reluctantly.
He was silent for a moment, his large hand caressing her waist clenched slightly, the corners of his eyes tinged with a reddish hue, his voice deep. "Zhenzhen, would it be okay to leave the industry?"
Before tonight, he felt that as long as she enjoyed it, she was free to do whatever she liked in the entertainment industry.
