Lu Xiaoyou arrived at the parking lot and saw the familiar black Cayenne.
She opened the car door and got inside.
The man sitting in the car glanced at her indifferently.
The black sedan left the parking lot, carrying the two of them towards the direction of the castle.
"Aren't you curious what I just said to Jing Yuan?" Lu Xiaoyou asked him.
"I'm not curious," Long Xiliang replied.
Lu Xiaoyou: "..." Can't this guy have a proper conversation!
"You should ask me! Ask me, and I'll tell you a big secret!"
Long Xiliang: "..."
He wasn't interested because he knew Jing Yuan too well. Whatever Jing Yuan would say to Lu Xiaoyou, it didn't pique his curiosity.
However, when Lu Xiaoyou grabbed his hand, her warm and slightly moist hand holding his, a part of his heart caved.
Long Xiliang's gaze fell on her red lips, her lips moving slightly, the lipstick not freshly applied, its color fading and mottled.
