This scene was too familiar.
Last time, Luo Weiwei had brought him to Tiandu Mountain Peak, and on the grassy summit, they had their first physical encounter.
Although he'd been tricked that time, he had to admit, it was one of the most unforgettable moments of his life. That feeling, a mix of pain and pleasure, was something he could never forget.
The same night, with the same person, Luo Weiwei, speeding down the road.
Even the direction was the same: toward Tiandu Mountain Peak.
Ye Xiong remained silent, letting her drive. He wouldn't have cared even if she sold him off.
Halfway there, Luo Weiwei stopped to buy two cases of beer. She tossed them onto his lap and kept driving, soon arriving at the same grassy spot on Tiandu Mountain Peak.
"Drink with me," Luo Weiwei said, tossing the two cases onto the grass.
"All of it?"
"We're not leaving until they're empty."