The sweetness of honey still lingered in his mouth, but it couldn’t compare to the sweetness of this kiss.
After the kiss ended, Sheng Jianan licked the corner of his mouth again, his eyes bright: "I used to think honey water was sweet, but why does it seem flavorless now?"
Su Anle certainly sensed the playful tease in his words and blushed instantly. This man... how did this man beco even more charming than three years ago?
Sweet words ca effortlessly to him. Was this guy really living like a monk for the past three years?
Su Anle’s waist was still sore from their earlier wildness, and Sheng Jianan didn’t ask for anything more. On such a night, neither of them could inexplicably fall asleep.
Sheng Jianan held Su Anle from behind on the bed, his chin on her forehead. The bangs of the person in his arms lifted slightly, allowing Sheng Jianan, with just a tilt of his head, to see the scar on her forehead. It wasn’t very deep, but it was particularly noticeable on her fair and smooth forehead, at least in his eyes.
His eyes stung, and his heart twinged. Sheng Jianan lowered his head and kissed Su Anle’s hair softly: "I’ve already had the tickets booked. We’ll leave in three days."
"Okay."
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As they boarded the flight to Paris again and watched the scenery outside the window shrink away, Su Anle felt a different sensation.
Beside her, Sheng Jianan and Su Weiyi were chatting about sothing, with the big and little figures both smiling brightly.
After a while, Su Weiyi cuddled a stuffed doll and leaned her head on Sheng Jianan’s leg, sleeping soundly.
As it was a night flight, the scenery outside was pitch black, and the cabin lights were dim. An arm suddenly draped over Su Anle’s shoulder: "Tired? Lean on ."
Long flights could be quite tedious and exhausting if one couldn’t get a proper sleep, so Su Anle nodded and gently leaned on Sheng Jianan’s shoulder.
Listening to the man’s steady heartbeat, the loud cabin seed miraculously quiet, and before long, she actually fell asleep.
Sheng Jianan looked at the small head on his leg and the big head on his shoulder, filled with contentnt.
He tilted his head to kiss Su Anle’s forehead, then closed his eyes as well. The monotonous flight beca lively and colorful because of the people beside him.
By the ti the plane landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport, it was already noon local ti. After completing all the procedures, Sheng Jianan had already arranged for soone to et them.
The three of them ca out of the airport, and soone imdiately opened the car door for them: "Mr. Sheng, Miss Su, please."
Since Su Anle had an apartnt in Paris, Sheng Jianan didn’t book a hotel, and they went straight to the apartnt. It was a two-bedroom place, not very big, but the aunt had already cleaned it thoroughly upon knowing she would return.
"Miss Su, you’re back. Who might this be...?"
The aunt didn’t recognize Sheng Jianan and was a bit surprised to see him. Before Su Anle could say anything, Su Weiyi already chirped sweetly, "This is my dad."
The aunt was taken aback for a mont and quickly invited Sheng Jianan inside.
Standing in the middle of the living room, Sheng Jianan glanced around the apartnt. The decor looked quite nice and cozy, but since it was in a rather remote area, the rent wasn’t expensive.
After lunch, Su Weiyi ran into her room to sleep. Su Anle called the aunt over and handed her an envelope: "Aunt, thank you for taking care of these three years. I’m planning to return to the country. Once this place’s lease expires, it will automatically be relinquished. This is your salary for this month."
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