He stood up and Jiang Tan subconsciously wanted to follow, but the moment she rose, he picked her up around the waist.
Barely letting out a small cry, she tightly gripped his neck, visibly tense, "There are people outside."
There were scattered diners in the hall. A man of outstanding temperament carried the woman in his arms and strode towards the elevator, drawing countless sideways glances.
Panicked, Jiang Tan rested her face on his chest.
Back in the room, Jiang Tan was thrown onto the bed by him. Before she could recover, his body was pressing down on her.
Jiang Tan's face was flushed with embarrassment, "In broad daylight! At daytime..."
She choked on the rest of her words, unable to voice a single one.
Zhou Yinghuai had always been restrained around Jiang Tan.
Both of them were each other's firsts, the difference was that Zhou Yinghuai was enamored while Jiang Tan was accommodating.
Zhou Yinghuai had always known this, so he had been somewhat reserved before.
