Ji Wanzhou's heart warmed as he hugged Meng Qingge tightly.
"Don't be too touched. After all, there's still a long way to go." Meng Qingge hugged Ji Wanzhou back and smacked his sexy butt.
"Little Scoundrel, tonight I'll let you have a taste of nostalgia." Ji Wanzhou breathed in the hot air beside her ear and whispered.
Meng Qingge couldn't help but blush. "To say such words in public, how shameless is that?"
Ji Wanzhou chuckled, "You're so shy. Your actions just now weren't shy at all."
Meng Qingge broke free from his embrace and left without looking back.
Ji Wanzhou didn't stop her. He looked at Qingge's back in a funny way and slowly followed her.
When they arrived at the resting area, Meng Qingge happily sat to the side and started to eat her favorite strawberry mousse.