Long hair cascaded down, the dim light in the private room weaving through her tresses.
Tonight, she was wearing a light cheongsam embroidered with delicate patterns.
From top to bottom, whether in terms of looks or figure, she was perfectly matched.
And at this moment, Lin Xinxuan bit her lip.
With tentative care, she ventured, "Gao Jun, shall we just..."
Gao Jun understood intuitively.
The two remained silent, continuing to kiss.
...
Liang Yaqi brought Gao Yingying back to her own home.
Just as they stepped out of the elevator.
Mrs. Liang saw the child Liang Yaqi was holding by the hand.
Looking at the delicate little girl, Mr. Liang immediately expressed surprise, "Wow, such a beautiful little girl."
Mr. Liang's eyes were sparkling, "Aiyo, such an adorable little lass."
Liang Yaqi, knowing her parents would surely like Gao Yingying, then said to her, "Yingying, these are your godfather and godmother, you should call them god-grandfather and god-grandmother."
