It's not daybreak yet.
A candle in the carriage illuminated Aiden Shao's face, making it easier for Camilla Liang to put makeup on her.
In the dim light, their breaths intertwined, Camilla Liang's hand pressed on Aiden Shao's soft lips.
At this moment, if they didn't do something, how could they justify the small and cramped carriage space and the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them.
Camilla Liang leaned forward and lowered her eyelids slightly.
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