C308 Unerasable Hate

Zuo Wei's feet moved slightly, turning her around. As she closed her eyes, he put one arm around her, took off his suit jacket, and casually laid it on the hood of the car. He lowered his head to kiss her, then lifted her up and placed her on it.

Then, unbuttoning his shirt with his fingers, he stepped on the wide front bumper of the open-top jeep and instantly covered her with it