In the descending elevator, Lu Xiaoyou was pressed against the wall.
Long Xiliang had one arm encircling Lu Xiaoyou's waist and the other clasping her wrist. He lifted his head, his gaze falling on Lu Xiaoyou's rosy lips.
Her lips were slightly parted, her breath fragrant, and the warm air sprayed on Long Xiliang's face, clouding his eyes.
He intended to cover her lips with his. Just as he was about to do so, Lu Xiaoyou whispered,
"We're almost there."
Soon after, a "ding" sounded, and the elevator reached the basement level.
Unable to do anything, Long Xiliang pulled Lu Xiaoyou toward the parking area.
Lu Xiaoyou was packed into the car, and after Long Xiliang told the driver to head back to the castle, he pressed a button, and the soundproof partition in the car rose.
Lu Xiaoyou sat on the sofa chair, opening her arms toward Long Xiliang and said,
"Come~ Hurry into my arms, let me give you a loving hug~"
