On the second floor of the Qipao Store, on the sofa.
The air still carried a hint of rosemary.
Cradling Shu Feifei's soft body and kneading her ample chest, neither of them spoke as they comfortably enjoyed the lingering warmth of pleasure.
Shu Feifei's cheeks were also flushed, resting on Lin Fan's arm, she too seemed to rediscover the thrills of her youth in this sweet joy. Yet there was a hint of oddity, for to this moment, she still had no idea who Lin Fan was or what he did.
"Ding!"
Finally, with the sound of an incoming message, Lin Fan looked at the text from Xu Jiaojiao. It seemed she had gathered some information, and it was time for him to leave. He pinched Shu Feifei's cheek lightly, "Immortal sister, I have to go now. I'll come find you to play again when I have time."
"Every time you come and go so mysteriously… not even a word of greeting…"
Pouting, Shu Feifei murmured her discontent but still got up to make space.