Xu Hemiao was wearing grey leggings and a white jacket today, her hair pulled back into a high ponytail. She looked radiant and youthful. When she saw Zhou Cheng, she walked over with a smile and hooked a finger into his tie, her expression flirtatious.
"Where have you been?"
Zhou Cheng swatted her hand away and entered the apartment by punching in the passcode. No sooner had he stood still than a body wound itself around him from behind. Xu Hemiao pressed her soft, lithe frame tightly against him, her fingers tracing patterns over his body.
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