Feeling Song Qiao's response, Lu Jingchen seemed to pause for just a moment, then excitedly deepened the kiss, and the temperature in the study immediately soared again.
Song Qiao didn't expect Lu Jingchen to be so unsettled; he pressed her directly onto the desk, and one hand started exploring from beneath her hem.
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Meanwhile, in the living room downstairs, Ning Wan sat on the sofa, scanning the surroundings. She felt both familiar and strange in this villa, as over five years had passed since her last visit. Unexpectedly, after Qiaoqiao left, Lu Jingchen kept the villa almost unchanged from the time when Qiaoqiao departed.
The image of Xi Mohan's villa suddenly appeared in her mind. She felt incredibly unfamiliar with it now; it no longer looked the way it did when she left. The furniture and decor clearly had been replaced.
