The temperature in the air climbed higher and higher, filled with an ambiguous and romantic scent.
Li Tingshen kissed her while eagerly beginning to peel off her clothes.
Just as he was about to conquer the fort, the cellphone suddenly rang.
Gu Mian freed her hand to push him, "The... the phone..."
Where could Li Tingshen stop, "Don't answer!"
"I must..." Gu Mian dodged his advancing kiss, "What if it's something urgent? Let me take it first..."
Li Tingshen, with no choice, had to stop and reached for the phone to hand it to her.
Gu Mian swiped to answer, "Cheng Xu, what's up?"
"Madam, I have checked. The video isn't composed or edited—it's genuine footage."
"That's good, thanks for your effort."
"Not at all, Madam."
After hanging up the phone without reacting, Gu Mian was swiftly scooped up and carried horizontally towards the bedroom by the man.
Tears almost welled up in Gu Mian's eyes.
"Why so helpless, hmm?" Li Tingshen chuckled lowly, kissing the corner of her lips.
