After the hotpot dinner with Song Tianmo and a movie, by the time they returned to the apartment complex, it was already after ten at night.
It was neither too early nor too late.
Standing in front of Ling Fei's door, Song Tianmo held her waist without letting go, fixing his gaze on her intensely as he looked down.
His eyes burned with a clear and blatant desire.
Ling Fei swallowed unconsciously, her cheeks blushing under his fervent gaze, her heartbeat involuntarily speeding up.
It was all her fault for underestimating him, casually agreeing to use herself as a bet; there was certainly no turning back now.
With flushed cheeks and slightly lowered eyelids, Ling Fei's dense eyelashes trembled gently, she pursed her red lips, remaining silent.
Song Tianmo's eyes grew even hotter, he chuckled lightly, "Let's go to my place! I've been here for so long and you've never been inside, have you?"
He took out his keys, opened the door and walked in, still holding Ling Fei.