"What a pity, I can't sleep in your boudoir tonight." Huo Jincheng deliberately walked over and sat on Lu Xingzhi's bed, "Looks like I can only get a feel for it."
"Then sit..."
Before Lu Xingzhi could finish her sentence, Huo Jincheng pulled her down to lie with him.
The rest of her words got stuck in her throat.
Alright!
They really did get a good feel of it.
By the time the two left Lu Xingzhi's home, it was already ten o'clock at night.
Having made arrangements early, they headed straight to the hotel.
Fortunately, there weren't many people around by then, and as they passed through the hotel lobby, no one noticed them.
Huo Jincheng was right; the media quickly caught wind of Lu Xingzhi's return home. There were many young people in their village, who, after spotting Huo Jincheng and Lu Xingzhi, directly posted it on Weibo.
Some even called newspapers and such places.
By the time those people arrived, the two had already left.
