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Now reading: Chapter 343: What Back Door? It’s Just Our Own Door (3) from When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase, a Romance novel by Tang Yanxi.

Her body was heavily pressed onto the bed, and Sheng Jianan kept kissing and kissing until a certain string in his heart was taut and about to snap. Only then did Sheng Jianan release her, his eyes dark as he turned and walked into the bathroom.

Tang Yanqi heard the sound of water splashing from inside and only then rembered she was not in a convenient condition. She couldn’t help but let out a self-deprecating laugh, realizing she had forgotten all about it earlier, and felt it was hard on him to have rembered.

Sheng Jianan took a cold shower for a while to calm down, casually wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and ca out.

Drops of water glistened on his short hair, with a few mischievously trailing slowly down his neck.

Sheng Jianan’s appearance was already brazen, coupled with his innate noble temperant, making him appear even more imperious. But now, with the robe loosely draped over him, there was an added touch of sensuality that made it hard to look away.

Tang Yanqi remained relatively calm, quickly averted her gaze, and got up, "I’m going to take a shower."

There still wasn’t any of her sleepwear here, so she could only take one of Sheng Jianan’s shirts to wear.

The shirt hung loosely on her, and her wet hair dripped water, soaking the white shirt and making it sowhat transparent. Underneath, her legs were straight and slender, delicate and fair, as Tang Yanqi busied herself drying her hair.

Sheng Jianan leaned against the bed, looking at the emails on his phone. His gaze gradually shifted onto her, and after a mont, he cursed quietly to himself, "Damn," got up, and walked into the bathroom again.

Throughout the night, Young Master Sheng, who usually had excellent self-control, ended up taking four cold showers.

The last ti he ca out of the bathroom, seeing that soone on the bed was already fast asleep, Sheng Jianan wore a sullen look as he reached out and traced his fingers lightly over Tang Yanqi’s neck.

Wearing his shirt and teasing him all night, yet this woman was now sleeping so sweetly. Young Master Sheng bit his teeth in childlike frustration, reached out again to cover Tang Yanqi with the quilt, and then turned over to lie on the other side.

Tang Yanqi had a good night’s sleep and woke up early, not wanting to disturb the person beside her. She carefully got up, did a quick wash, and walked into the living room.

The weather outside wasn’t great today, gloomy as if heavy rain could pour down at any mont.

Even so, Tang Yanqi was in a good mood. After standing on the balcony for a while, she turned to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took a look, finding it empty.

Her eyes darted thoughtfully as a little idea crossed her mind. Tang Yanqi took the keys Shang Jianan had left by the entryway, quietly closed the door, and ran out.

It was still too early, and the supermarkets weren’t open yet. Tang Yanqi rembered there was a small produce market nearby. She quickly bought so noodles, eggs, and a bit of minced at with vegetables, and returned to the apartnt.

The living room was empty; it seed Sheng Jianan hadn’t gotten up yet.

Tang Yanqi skillfully busied herself in the kitchen. As the eggs t the olive oil, they sizzled with a "sizzling" sound, turning a golden color and emitting a fragrant aroma.

Sheng Jianan had already woken up before Tang Yanqi returned. He had a morning dream, the dreamy scene of soone in his shirt from last night crossing his mind, coupled with the fact that it was morning.

So, Young Master Sheng had the unfortunate task of taking another cold shower.

When he finished tidying up and ca out, he slled a delicious aroma just after opening the bedroom door.

Sheng Jianan’s place had an open kitchen, which looked very high-end and classy. The only downside was that the sll of cooking could waft through the space.

A quick glance in that direction revealed Tang Yanqi wearing an apron standing at the stove, the fire already turned off, placing the cooked eggs over the noodles she had just finished.

There was no sunshine coming through the window, and the hair over Tang Yanqi’s forehead was slightly ssy, yet it inexplicably gave off a sense of comfort.

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