Looking at the cute expression on Tang Rou's face, Lin Feng could no longer hold back. His lips uncontrollably kissed Tang Rou's cheek.
Tang Rou's face was smooth, like silk, and the lovely pink-white of her skin was as perfect as a peeled egg, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Tang Rou, remember from now on, no matter where you go, call me before you leave. Otherwise, I'll worry about you!" Lin Feng gently stroked Tang Rou's hair, speaking softly and tenderly, trying his best to keep his voice relaxed.
Tonight, Lin Feng originally planned to ambush the Assassins, but who would have thought that Tang Rou's sudden appearance almost caused him to lose all initiative, nearly letting the enemy succeed.
In fact, Lin Feng did feel a bit like blaming Tang Rou, but emotionally speaking, Lin Feng couldn't blame Tang Rou, and besides, Tang Rou hadn't done anything wrong. After all, she had come with the driver, not braving danger alone.
