When Qin Huaixin came to her senses, Leng Yixing had already left the room. Inexplicably, the way he looked back at her the moment he left made her heart tremble, giving her a sense of abandonment.
"What am I doing!" She covered her face and rubbed it, then dived into the bed.
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In the end, Lu Jinyang met Zhuang Shuqing's request and had Leng Yixing arrange the return trip.
By the time the cruise ship docked, it was already nighttime.
The autumn night was not just a bit chilly, and Zhuang Shuqing instinctively hugged her arms, shrinking her shoulders.
The next moment, a coat was draped over her shoulders, and without looking back, she could tell from its scent who its owner was.
"Aren't you cold?"
Lu Jinyang walked beside her, shoulder to shoulder, wearing only a thin long-sleeved shirt.
"I'm not that frail."
Zhuang Shuqing: "..." Looking back, Qin Huaixin and Leng Yixing were walking side by side, but the distance between them was more than three meters.
