Mu Yin's little face was a bit cold, but she didn't resist.
Bo Fengheng couldn't help but smirk as he walked briskly toward the elevator.
Finally, the storm had passed, and the sky had cleared.
The entire building seemed to light up instantly.
Bo Fengheng put her directly onto the bed in the bedroom and then took out a remote control, aiming it at the ceiling and pressed a button.
The heavy ceiling slowly opened to reveal a spherical sky enveloped by transparent glass.
It was just the time of evening, with the last rays of the sun shining in.
It was so beautiful it took one's breath away.
It felt as if one could almost touch that streak of afterglow with an outstretched hand.
Mu Yin gazed in a bit of a daze.
The crimson sun cast its light on her exquisitely beautiful little face, dispelling its previous paleness, instead giving it an alluring glow, adding to her charm.
