After their kiss, Yu Ting's freshly applied lipstick had faded quite a bit. It gave off a glossy shine, wet and glistening, making her look even more charming.
Yu Ting glanced at the traces of lipstick on Lu Nanchen's thin lips and teased, her tone playful, "My freshly applied lipstick."
"Beautiful." Lu Nanchen chuckled deeply, his voice rich and husky, filled with mocking yet pleasing to the ears, "Tastes good too."
He found Yu Ting's expression amusing and, holding the pull rod with one hand, he took her hand with the other. His thumb gently grazed the back of her hand, "We'll fix it in the car."
With that, they descended the stairs and Lu Nanchen finally let go of her hand to pull the suitcase towards the car. He lifted the suitcase into the trunk and, after making sure everything was secure, he forcefully pulled down the trunk door and locked it.
