Huo Feng's two and a half years of longing were finally eased at this moment.
In the dim room, the air was filled with romance, and a sudden passion enveloped the space...
...
At 10 PM, Pu Sangzhi and Huo Feng sat by the bay window of the hotel.
Dressed in a bathrobe, Pu Sangzhi sat in front of Huo Feng, her back leaning against his chest, as they both gazed at the Beijing night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Huo Feng specifically inquired whether the hotel room had a bay window.
If there wasn't a bay window, he didn't want the room.
Because he liked sitting with her by the bay window, watching the city lights and chatting about topics not suitable for children.
A small coffee table was placed in front of them, with a steak set and red wine provided by the hotel.
Huo Feng held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, cutting a piece of steak and feeding it into Pu Sangzhi's mouth.
The care and attention he gave her had never been reduced by even half.
