Jiang Jinyan ended up renting a hotel room closest to the airport. As soon as the door closed behind them, he instantly pressed Shi Nian against the wall, cutting off the words that she was preparing to say. "Wait...Jinyan—hmm!" His lips crashed onto hers like a thunderstorm, fierce and powerful, carrying with it the cold droplets of rain and the man's familiar cologne. Shi Nian grabbed onto his shoulders tightly, her eyes gradually fluttered shut from the onslaught of his passion.
These two months, it wasn't only her who missed the other, who checked the calendar every single day and wished that time would go faster.
