Song Tianmo didn't answer.
He stared intently at her lips.
Ling Fei's pupils contracted suddenly.
She was instantly filled with dread.
No.
He wouldn't be thinking... Absolutely impossible!
Ling Fei glared at him forcefully.
Song Tianmo sighed inwardly.
He grabbed her face and kissed her fiercely. He only let go of her when she was almost out of breath, "Remember to call me every day."
"Time difference…"
"Huh?"
"Okay."
"Good girl."
Song Tianmo then leaned over and gently pecked her crimson lips.
Ling Fei wished to send Song Tianmo away as soon as possible.
Being in such an enclosed space with him was dangerously unsettling. She never knew when he might turn into a wolf.
"I have to go up now. When is your flight...? Don't be late."
She urged him to leave.
"It's still early, the flight is at eleven."
Song Tianmo, still holding onto her, said nonchalantly.
Disappointment was clear in Ling Fei's eyes.