At this point, Wu Yuting’s legs clip when she stretches her slender arms forward. She takes the first move. After holding Li Yong into her soft arms, she kisses him with her wet lips.

“Well, it’s your fault.”

In a corner of the underground parking lot, a luxury sports car’s seats are folded back slowly. The two figures overlapping are slowly swaying, and faint music sounds from the car.

If it weren’t in the dead of night, if the car ...