8 p.m.
St. Regis Hotel.
Shen Yuan and Fang Minhui finished their dinner at the hotel's Western restaurant and returned to their suite.
Today, the outfit Minhui wore had a head-turn rate of at least 200%. In the hotel lobby and the Western restaurant, the guys' eyes were glued to her.
Seeing her with the classical beauty Shen Yuan made them purple with jealousy.
Such a figure and face, paired with that outfit that added critical strikes and attack speed.
They couldn't imagine how thrilling it must be.
Unfortunately, all they could do was be jealous; the class belle was Shen Yuan's to enjoy alone.
As soon as they entered the suite, Fang Minhui couldn't wait to burrow into Shen Yuan's arms, "Yuan Babe, I've missed you."
Feeling the softness against his chest, Shen Yuan's desire stirred instantly, "I've missed you too."
"But you probably haven't missed me as much as I have missed you, right?"
Fang Minhui nestled in Shen Yuan's embrace, murmuring softly.
"I probably have."
