Late at night, Zhao Lina pulled up in front of the entrance to the Yulin Bay villa complex and then turned to say, "We're here."
"Ah, the good times are always so fleeting," Ye Fan sighed theatrically, "If only we hadn't driven and had walked instead."
Zhao Lina, having changed out of her police uniform and into casual clothes, seemed very different, filled with a sense of everyday life.
She gave Ye Fan a coquettish glance and said, "Who in their right mind is going to walk the streets with you in the middle of the night?"
"Heh, fair point," Ye Fan said with a light laugh, unbuckling his seatbelt, preparing to open the door and get out.
"Wait a minute," Zhao Lina called out.
Ye Fan immediately stopped his action to open the door and turned with a grin, "Ha-ha, can't bear to be parted from me?"
"Tch, I wish I could kick you out of the car," Zhao Lina snorted and arrogantly lifted her delicately pretty chin, "No, I mean kick you all the way to the moon!"