Bab 1244: 18th Birthday

Bai Beibei lay on his shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.

Her breathing was trembling, and her cold blood quickly heated up. She did not know whether it was because the man's warm body temperature warmed her, or because she was so ashamed that her entire body was burning up.

The current position of the two of them was indescribably ambiguous.

"I... am done," she said softly in a short while.

Hearing her soft voice, Gong Yi's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. She was indeed done, she was warm, and he was hot now. Their body temperature rose drastically as both of them were tightly hugging each other under the black coat.

Before he was about to lose control, he carried her down, opened the car door, and returned to the driver's seat.

"Let's go back now."

"Okay," Bai Beibei replied.

The Lamborghini drove out.