"You... you're leaving already?"
The room was filled with thick love after both had just reached their peak simultaneously.
At this moment, Miss Qiu was lying on Chen Ziyang's sturdy chest, her beautiful eyes rarely showing a tinge of loss.
As someone like Miss Qiu, who could handle the business of intelligence in Shangjing, was naturally astute, and her emotions seldom showed on her face.
It was only in front of Ziyang that she could show this kind of coy, little woman's charm.
This also meant that she truly considered herself as Ziyang's woman.
"I have a six o'clock flight, if I don't go now, I won't make it."
To be honest, Ziyang felt a bit of regret too.
They had just battled through the entire night!
And yet, even so, Ziyang still felt it wasn't enough.
And now, just once, for both of them, seemed hardly enough to quench their thirst.
"When you leave Shangjing this time, will you come back?"
Miss Qiu was not a woman to make a scene without good reason.
