Fang Zhengzhong

As Yang Wei kissed Jing Feng passionately, they no longer bothered with the food on the table. With a casual lift, Yang Wei carried Jing Feng up and was heading toward their designated room.

How could he still be in the mood to eat some random dishes when Jing Feng is the most exquisite and unique dish ready for him to devour? 

However, right when they were about to enter their room, someone called out Jing Feng's name.

"Jing Feng? Is that really you?" 

Hearing that voice, Jing Feng regained her composure as she echoed for Yang Wei to temporarily stop his naughty hand. She turned around and she was dumbfounded. 

"Fang Zhengzhong?" Jing Feng took a few seconds before recognizing the man in front of her. 

"Why are you here?" She asked. 

Fang Zhengzhong scratched his head slightly as he held the woman that was next to him to his side. It didn't take a genius to understand why he was here with a woman.