Chu Jin couldn't help but quicken her steps.
Thirty days is neither long nor short, but Chu Jin even felt that Mr. Mo seemed to have become even more handsome.
Is it really true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder?
Even in an ordinary Volkswagen, Mr. Mo managed to make it feel like a luxury edition of an expensive car.
As soon as she got into the car, Chu Jin leaned over and gave Mr. Mo a big hug; the familiar scent of tobacco enveloped her, and she greedily inhaled, "When did you get here?"
Looking at him, he seemed to have waited for quite a while. It was tough on him; he didn't even know when her class ended and just waited foolishly.
"Just arrived not long ago," Mo Zhixuan wrapped his arm around her waist, the corners of his mouth curling up into a faint smile, warmth glowing in his deep, phoenix eyes.
The girl he had been yearning for was finally throwing herself into his arms, and the sensation was simply wonderful.