Jiang Jinsang returned to his room, while Tang Wan sat by the bed, the skin-to-skin, flesh-against-flesh sensation still seemingly scorching in the palm of her hand.
She tilted her head, looking at the slightly disheveled sheets, as the remnants of warmth started to climb back into her heart.
The events that had just unfolded progressed too quickly, her mind still muddled at this point.
She didn't even know how the two of them had rolled from the doorway to the bed, and if it wasn't for her cell phone vibrating, the evening might not have ended so quietly...
She stretched out her hand to straighten some of the wrinkled clothing she wore, bowing her head to reply to a message.
The message was from Ruan Mengxi, simply telling her that she would be returning to Pingjiang at the end of the week and asking her out for a meal.
