In the car, only the sound of panting remained.
Lin Fan sat in the driver's seat, lit a post-coital cigarette, and took a deep drag.
Xu Jiaojiao, likewise reduced to a puddle of sludge, still mustered the effort to clean up all the spilled 'calcium milk' from the Garden before using her little mouth to thoroughly cleanse Lin Fan's weary 'giant dragon', signifying the definitive end of their battle.
"You little jerk, I... I thought before... that you were investigating him... because you wanted to get close to him... I was thinking too simplistically, sorry!"
Looking at Lin Fan's resolute eyes, Xu Jiaojiao felt a panic of being completely squashed at that moment. It was as though she feared that saying one wrong word could endanger her life.
"I just needed to confirm... where his Achilles' heel was!"
