บท 270: Su Yang: Why Don't You Come To My House?

Su Yang looked at her heartbreaking smile. It was as if a flame burned in his heart as he nodded vigorously.

He picked up the bag and cell phone that Tang Jing had put on the card stand, reached out with his hand, and pulled her up.

Tang Jing's hand was so soft it was like it had no bones as he squeezed it, making it seem like it was filled with water.

At that moment, she was so light that all Su Yang had to do was pull her up, and she'd be lifted with a gentle cry.

Su Yang grabbed her by the hand and led her out of the bar.

Outside, was the brightly lit Shanghai, as bright as the heavens above.

The cool breeze in the middle of the night stopped them in their tracks, cooling their heated faces as it cleared their minds.

Su Yang shook his somewhat confused head but ended up looking over at Tang Jing who also happened to be looking at him.