About forty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a hot pot restaurant.
Wen Sheng paid the fare and reluctantly, she gently nudged his arm, "Hey...wake up."
Ever since their random encounter in Qingzhou, Wen Sheng still didn't know his name, only knowing from Linyun's data that his surname was Fu.
Fu Yanlin groggily opened his eyes to meet Wen Sheng's sparkling doe eyes. After a few seconds, showing no intention to rise, Wen Sheng reminded him, "We've arrived."
Her clear and gentle voice, infused with her alluring aroma, was invigorating.
Fu Yanlin grunted in response, then rubbed his eyes and got up.
Seeing his bleary-eyed appearance, Wen Sheng suppressed the look in her eyes, opened the door, and got out of the car. Fu Yanlin followed closely behind.
Wen Sheng walked in front, unconsciously moving her shoulder that had become numb from him using it as a pillow. Fu Yanlin watched her movements, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
