At those words, Li Chengyun immediately ceased all his movements.
His breath was heavy, a warm gust of air intermittently cascading onto her neck, ticklish and surprisingly endearing. After a while, he helped her sit up, kissed her forehead with a furrowed brow, and said, "I'm sorry, I was too hasty before."
With that said, he swiftly moved from behind her to the driver's seat, tossing back a brief "Let's go to my place!" before he drove off.
Upon hearing his words, Yu Jingrong sat dumbstruck for a moment.
Fortunately, the hotel where Li Chengyun was staying was not far from the training camp. It was less than a five-minute drive, and the car soon stopped at the hotel entrance.
Perhaps to stay close to Yu Jingrong, the hotel Li Chengyun was staying at was not overly opulent, but it was clean and elegant.
