Has Big Shot Fallen in Love Today?-Chapter 967: You Are Mine

The weather in the desert changes in an instant.

It was clear skies before, but in a blink of an eye, the sandstorm arose, and Sheng Tang and Gu Shiting headed back, the sand burying them furiously.

Sheng Tang couldn’t endure it much longer.

Her face was covered with a sweat towel, originally to prevent sunburn, but now she couldn’t breathe.

"We need to find a place to wait for this wind to pass," Sheng Tang shouted to Gu Shiting, "This wind passes quickly, at most twenty minutes."

They had encountered such weather many times.

Sandstorms come quickly and leave quickly; you just have to endure them.

Gu Shiting spotted a place that looked like a building.

He picked up Sheng Tang and quickly ran towards it.

Sure enough, it was a very low earthen slope with a small space underneath, just sheltered from the wind, enough to temporarily house two people.

Finally free from the sand hitting their bodies, Sheng Tang breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"This weather!" she complained.

Gu Shiting took her hand and removed the sweat towel from her face to see if the sandstorm had scratched her face.

Sheng Tang wasn’t hurt.

Gu Shiting’s eye corner, however, was scratched by something, leaving a very evident red mark.

"Are you okay?" Sheng Tang noticed it and was very worried.

Gu Shiting touched it lightly: "It hurts a bit, but fortunately, it didn’t hurt my eye. If there’s no bleeding, it’s fine."

Sheng Tang sighed; she was still very worried.

Gu Shiting gently kissed the back of her hand: "I’m fine, really."

The two of them nestled together.

The sky was gradually darkening, unsure whether it was late or if the sandstorm was blocking the sunlight.

Gu Shiting suddenly asked, "Tangtang, every time Gu Jiahui visits the set, do you two always stay together?"

Sheng Tang’s hand paused slightly.

Gu Shiting regretted asking as soon as he did. He had told himself before that he didn’t care about these things. It’s just that in the past few days, this matter felt like a thorn in his throat.

He wanted to ask but was afraid to.

This narrow space gave him confidence. In this space, she completely belonged to him.

"Yes, he always stays in my room," Sheng Tang told him truthfully, "Sometimes there’s a suite, and he stays outside; sometimes there isn’t, so we share a bed.

Besides this time, we rarely have much contact. He sleeps his sleep, and I sleep mine. He is quite the gentleman in this regard."

Besides this time...

So, this time?

Gu Shiting’s throat felt very dry: "This time then?"

"This time, nothing much happened, he just kissed me once," Sheng Tang said.

He reckoned it was something he didn’t want.

But reason once told him that he shouldn’t mind; he was the one who made mistakes first, he had wronged Tangtang and the Sheng Family.

It was Gu Shiting’s error that led Sheng Tang towards Gu Jiahui, so he couldn’t be too demanding.

He still had Sheng Tang; he could still hold her, and he should be grateful to the heavens.

"Tangtang..." he murmured her name, as if he had a thousand things to say, but ultimately, he said nothing.

Sheng Tang understood his thoughts.

She hugged his waist tightly, pressing herself against his embrace.

Their intimate connection now allowed them to have each other. Amidst the swirling sand, Sheng Tang felt an extraordinary sense of reassurance.