Before the bed, the moonlight shone brightly, yet on the floor, no pairs of shoes were to be found. By the windowsill, two silhouettes were elongated. Through the glass, Lin Feifei and Tangyu were quietly observing the starry night outside, gently embracing each other, savoring this beautiful and peaceful moment. Such an opportunity was indeed rare for Lin Feifei. However, what a pity that there were others around tonight, for if it had been just the two of them staying in this room, one could hardly predict whether sparks might fly between them.
Not to mention encountering a roaring fire, even a small flame could kindle a prairie blaze.
