First Stream

Looking at Xia Xibei's departing back and touching his forehead, which was still a little warm, Qiao Yanjue froze for a while.

It was a long time later that he came back to his senses, his heart beginning to beat faster.

Did this mean that Xia Xibei had a different attitude towards him now?

After smiling stupidly in the car for half a day, Qiao Yanjue adjusted his mood, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

The smile on his face had disappeared, leaving only an icy chill.

Soon, the call got through and he gave a few instructions to the other end before hanging up the phone.

After staring at the streetlights outside for a while, he drove away.

Meanwhile, Xia Xibei's heart beat rapidly when she returned to her room.

This was the first time she had done something like this.

In her first life, she was so preoccupied with struggling to make ends meet that she didn't have time to think about these things.