Fen Ye muttered in a low voice as he opened the door, "Damn!"
Some people really do manage to look more stunning with each passing day.
Qin Jingchen got out of the car and approached Jiang Zhe.
Jiang Zhe was casually holding her cellphone, her eyes lifting to meet his.
There was a restrained something in his eyes as he reached out to the edge of Jiang Zhe's neck, adjusting the hem of her dress which wasn't even out of place.
The skin beneath his fingers was like jade.
Jiang Zhe didn't move, letting him adjust her dress, looking at him with an open and calm expression.
She looked up, the line of her gaze tracing the beautiful contours of her eyes, and Qin Jingchen avoided her gaze.
"There," Qin Jingchen said softly, his voice slightly husky.
"Let's go inside," Jiang Zhe said.
Fen Ye shook his head, his perennially contented spirit stirred; this fire was burning fiercely.
Meanwhile, Jiang Fanyue had met up with Lin Xue.