An Yuanfei was blocked outside the front door.
Su Yan raised her head and blinked.
"You’re back?"
After saying that line, unsure if it was heartfelt or rely a courtesy.
She lowered her head and started eating again.
Quan Ci walked over.
Looking at the strap nightgown she was wearing.
On her fair skin, the imprints of fingers and kisses were visibly intertwined with purple bruises.
Her body was a testant to how intense last night had been between them.
Quan Ci walked over, his gaze darkening.
"When did you wake up?"
"Just a short while ago"
Her head was not lifted, her eyes and heart filled with food.
Finally, after eating for a while.
The wave of hunger finally passed.
And she gradually noticed that his gaze was pitch black and burning, fixed on her and never shifting away.
Su Yan just raised her head, her words not yet spoken, when he closed the distance abruptly.
He thought, he should restrain himself.
But the mont he saw her, he wanted to touch her, press down on her, kiss her.
His entire being was restless.
Moreover, from the taste he got last night, far from calming down, he instead escalated, wanting even more to keep her by his side.
His throat moved up and down, his voice already hoarse as he spoke.
"Didn’t go for filming?"
Uttering words irrelevant to the situation.
However, his hands road, trapping her in his embrace.
Su Yan shook her head,
"I’ll go in the evening"
Upon hearing that she would go filming in the evening, Quan Ci’s hand paused
"You don’t have to go."
Thinking of what her manager said, Su Yan licked her lips
"Let’s go anyway"
That role had to be secured, Luo Yuanjie was there, she had to go and avenge her original self.
Uh, so many things.
Hearing this, Quan Ci didn’t say any more, just held her, kissing her for a long while.
Outside the front door, An Yuanfei stood bewildered for a long ti.
Is this... being shut outside?
What does it an?
What’s happening inside?
It seed like there was soone at the dining table just now?
After a span of wild guesses, An Yuanfei started energetically knocking on the door.
But it was not Quan Ci he was calling, it was Su Yan
"Little Su Yan, it’s An Yuanfei, open the door"
Although he hadn’t seen clearly who the person at the side of the dining table was.
But, the only one who could elicit such an unusual deanour from Quan Ci was Su Yan.
Su Yan initially resisted the person pressing down on her
"Uh... An Yuanfei is outside."
Quan Ci holding her slender waist, pulled her back,
"Don’t bother with him."
A while later, Su Yan struggled again, this ti she covered her mouth as soon as she wrestled free.
She gently rubbed it
"No more kissing."
Her lips hurt and felt numb.
She didn’t want to kiss him at all anymore.
Seeing her slightly resentful expression, Quan Ci ca back to his senses.
He took a deep breath, fixed her lifted skirt, and adjusted her shoulder straps back into place.
Looking at her slightly visible flesh.
Tsk.
He took off his suit jacket, and draped it over her.
Button by button, tightly sealed.
Everything that should be covered was covered.
Then he got up and walked to the door.
The front door opened.
An Yuanfei finally stopped calling out.
He smiled warmly.
"Hello there, Little Su..."
Before he could take another look, Quan Ci stepped out.
And the door was again shut firmly.
An Yuanfei’s words abruptly stopped.
He expressed his disagreent
"I just wanted to greet Little Su Yan, look at how swollen and red you’ve made her lips from kissing, she still has to shoot, how is she supposed to do that?"
Quan Ci narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over An Yuanfei.
An Yuanfei imdiately chuckled
"It’s been a while, Little Su Yan has beco prettier. Thanks to your efforts~~"
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