Xu Lingyue, who found her cheeks burning red, glanced around and noticed that more and more passersby were stopping to watch, including the airport staff lady responsible for directions nearby, who couldn't help but take out her phone to snap a picture...
Xu Lingyue was hesitating whether to remind the two of them when Jiang Qingkui came to her senses first.
She forcefully broke free from Zhou Wang's embrace, took two steps back, and gasped for air.
"Zhou... Mr. Zhou, shall we go?"
Jiang Qingkui adjusted her breathing and spoke softly. Although she tried her best to maintain a calm expression, the blush on her cheeks still betrayed a touch of ordinary beauty, bringing her down to earth.
Listening to her noticeably softened tone, Zhou Wang felt a sense of triumph in his heart... Can't I handle you?
He was about to tease her when Han Rui, who had been looking around with a wandering gaze, cleared his throat and reminded in a low voice:
"Mr. Zhou, it's almost two thirty..."
