"Just tell me which one you want to watch, I'm not busy today," said Sylvan Cheney.
"Then let's just take a stroll."
"Alright." Sylvan Cheney stood up, pulled Jasmine Yale into his arms, and held her closely, giving her a kiss.
Jasmine Yale let him kiss her without resisting.
Since there was no one else in the private room, Sylvan Cheney kissed her deeply, then gently cupped her chin and gave her a lingering kiss.
After the kiss, he helped her put on her coat and tied her scarf.
"Let's go." He took her hand.
After eating hotpot, her palms were much warmer, no longer ice-cold.
It was the most bustling time of night in Chinatown, with people everywhere, brightly lit as if it were daytime.
Sylvan Cheney protected Jasmine Yale, afraid that anything might happen to her.
"Follow me, I'm very familiar with this place, I've been here many times," Jasmine Yale said.
