「Presidential Suite.」
After being carried inside in Qin Fan's arms, Jiang Yino's pretty face flushed a deep red, though her eyes remained tightly shut. A man and a woman, alone in a hotel room. This was something she would never have dared to imagine before, yet now, she had been the one to suggest it.
Why she had made such a frantic decision, Jiang Yino herself couldn't say. Perhaps she was possessed, or maybe it was a momentary impulse. She had no time to ponder such things now; her mind was a chaotic blank. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a frightened deer, and the delicate body she pressed against his began to tremble faintly.
"Yinuo!" Qin Fan called out affectionately, pausing in the luxurious hall of the suite.
"Mm! I'm going to take a shower first!" Jiang Yino's eyes flew open. Her face burned as she spoke, and she quickly struggled out of Qin Fan's embrace. Without daring to steal another glance at him, she hurried into the bathroom.
