353 Is This Considered Hitting?

Lu Shaoming was driving the car, and he glanced at his wrist watch. It was already one in the morning.

There were not too many vehicles on the road. He could only see that there were numerous couples walking by the side of the road. They were hugging each other tight, and they all headed in the direction of the hotels.

He turned his gaze sideways to look at the front passenger seat. The small woman was asleep, and she was curled up like a little kitten on the seat. His black suit jacket covered her body, only exposing her small face that had a tinge of red which had yet to fade.

Lu Shaoming curled up the corners of his lips, and his expression was both satisfied and warm.

The Bentley stopped outside the Ning family villa. Lu Shaoming stepped out of the car and opened the door of the front passenger seat. He bent down as he carried the small woman out of the car.

He pressed the doorbell.