In order to leave time for Jiang Chen, Ayesha used the excuse of parking to not go inside with him.
The lights in the living room were off, but under the pristine moonlight, he could still see clearly. After he took off his shoes, Jiang Chen had just entered before a chilling sight immediately locked onto him from the sofa in the living room.
He could smell the strong vinegar.
He selectively ignored the coldness and sat next to Xia Shiyu with a grin. He reached and grabbed her around the waist. Xia Shiyu threw a temper and moved her waist, but she didn't escape from his embrace.
In fact, Ayesha's reminder wasn't needed at all. Jiang Chen discovered long ago that behind the cold mask was just a girl's clumsy protective color. When she fell in love with a person, what was buried behind the cold mask were emotions more passionate than anyone.
