Inside the Panamera's back seat, that secret tenderness accompanied by the exquisite feel of yoga pants did not come to an end until Nightshade had fully deepened.
A trace of intimate warmth still lingered inside the car. Xia Lin leaned against Su Bai's chest, a blush that had yet to fully fade still hanging over her gentle, graceful face.
After being so thoroughly nourished, the counselor, usually so dignified, seemed like a delicate flower saturated with spring rain. The moisture and allure in her eyes and brows could practically steal a person's soul away.
That contrast was exactly what he wanted.
Su Bai helped her straighten her clothes, then returned to the driver's seat and drove toward Jiangcheng University.
He was preparing to take Xia Lin back to her dormitory.
Xia Lin's family background was rather special, and given her position as a counselor, it was naturally unsuitable for her to live with the other girls at Su Bai's Donghu Club.
Most of the time, she still had to stay in the graduate dorms.
The car pulled over beside the tree-lined road outside Jiang University's Graduate Apartment complex.
"Su Bai, come upstairs and sit for a while."
Xia Lin unfastened her seat belt, turned to him, and softly suggested, "When I went back to Shanghai for the New Year, I specifically brought over an old paper photo album I've had since childhood. It's in the cabinet in my dorm room. I want... to show you what I used to look like."
Hearing the invitation, Su Bai raised an eyebrow, and an understanding smile touched his lips.
"Look at a photo album?"
Su Bai leaned closer. His deep, aggressive gaze swept across her full, alluring curves as he lowered his voice and teased, "Director Xia, it's late at night, and we're