Just a few centiters away, a man’s deep, husky voice sounded above Jiang Ruan’s head, teasing: "Tsk."
"Since when did you learn to throw yourself at ?"
The magnetic voice was too familiar; Jiang Ruan could never forget it. She abruptly looked up, only to see Bao Ye in front of her.
Bao Ye’s expression was calm, dressed in black, his deanor was gentlemanly cold. At this mont, his dark eyes mixed with interest were staring intently at her.
The next second, her dark, bright crystal-like eyes lit up instantly upon seeing him!
Like brilliant stars.
Instantly touched Bao Ye’s rarely reached heart. He swallowed, his throat inexplicably felt dry.
"Bao Ye! When did you co back?" Jiang Ruan looked at him with surprise, her little face unable to hide excitent.
Lost in thought, she hadn’t even noticed his return!
"While you were showering," the man said plainly.
Bao Ye averted his gaze, but it landed where it shouldn’t, from this angle, her soft white curves were clearly visible.
Invisibly enticing.
Fresh out of the shower, she resembled a peach, her skin soft and pink.
Begging for affection.
"Dressed like this, are you trying to seduce ?" Bao Ye scoffed, but his hand slipped from his suit pocket, directly wrapping around her waist.
So close, the sweet peach scent was particularly intense. Jiang Ruan exclaid "Ah," her face flushing as she pushed him: "No I’m not, let go, I need to dry my hair."
"What’s the rush?" His voice was raspy.
Like a wolf, he lowered his head, sniffing lightly at her neck, the man’s warm breath spraying at her neck, making Jiang Ruan’s breath hitch.
He asked, "New shower gel?"
Jiang Ruan replied, "Bought it before, just haven’t used it."
She blinked, her round eyes were clear and bright, her pure little face extra charming: "Does it sll nice?"
She even extended her arm to sll it herself, muttering: "Peach-scented shower gel is really popular online lately, so I bought a bottle to follow the trend. It’s just fruity, shouldn’t sll bad, right?"
Listening to her, Bao Ye looked up, resuming his usual cool deanor.
He responded: "Mm."
"It’s okay."
Saying so, his arm around her waist tightened. Bao Ye’s dark eyes watched her cute face, his sexy Adam’s apple rolled again.
His fingertips pinched her chin, then slowly tilted it up: "It suits you well."
Jiang Ruan didn’t understand: "Huh?"
He rasped: "I ant the shower gel."
Saying that, he lowered his head to kiss her.
Jiang Ruan was quite happy to be complinted, her eyes squinted with a smile, watching the man’s handso face suddenly approach.
Five centiters, three centiters.
The atmosphere had reached its peak.
Jiang Ruan also tilted her head to et him.
Her fingertips resting on his chest unconsciously clenched his shirt, creating a few creases.
Her eyelashes fluttered non-stop, she even closed her eyes, still tense and excited.
No matter how many tis they had kissed.
Whenever the mont truly arrived.
She didn’t know why.
Her heart just inexplicably raced.
His thin lips touched her soft red lips, then gradually increased force, as Bao Ye was about to extend his distinct boned hand to wrap around her nape.
The phone in his pocket suddenly rang!
It was particularly shrill in the quiet bedroom.
Both were startled at the sa ti.
Jiang Ruan opened her eyes, her breathing already chaotic, her fingers unclasped from his shirt.
She steadied her breath, face so red it was indescribable, her voice carried hoarseness: "Then answer your call first."
After speaking, she hurriedly covered her mouth.
Why was she so hoarse, ah ah ah.
It’s just a kiss, really lacking courage.
After a slight daze, hearing her words, Bao Ye’s dark eyes twinkled with a joyful smile.
Unhurriedly, he pulled out his phone, teasingly leaning close to her ear: "You seem quite excited?"
Jiang Ruan snapped her head up, glaring at him, rebutted: "I’m not!"
"What’s there to be excited about!"
Bao Ye clearly saw her ears turn red, flushed like a rabbit’s.
Knowing she was stubborn, surely wouldn’t admit.
He chuckled lowly, then turned to the balcony to take the call.
Watching his back, Jiang Ruan covered her face with her hands, feeling her face burning uncontrollably.
Why so hot?
Hope he didn’t notice?
Jiang Ruan dashed into the bathroom, upon seeing her face as red as a ripe peach in the mirror, she instantly felt emo.
Ah ah ah, he definitely saw, boohoohoo.
Jiang Ruan pinched her cheeks, feeling embarrassed.
But she couldn’t entirely bla herself! Who told him to suddenly want to kiss her without warning!
Calming herself, Jiang Ruan ca out of the bathroom, seeing he wasn’t back, the sound of a phone call ca from the balcony, probably work-related.
She turned to the walk-in wardrobe, changed into a camisole dress, then dried her hair.
She also used peach-scented shampoo, the aroma was fragrant, slling it took Jiang Ruan to a place in her mory.
By the ti she finished drying her hair, Bao Ye had just returned, his expression indifferent, revealing little emotion, casually placing his phone on the table, he reached to unbutton his shirt.
The white shirt, button by button, was undone.
Soon, the shirt was taken off.
The man’s strong, eye-catching eight-pack abs instantly exposed to the air.
No denying, Bao Ye’s physique was truly excellent.
Simply perfect proportions.
Lean stomach, narrow waist.
Comparable to a model in the entertainnt industry.
Jiang Ruan gulped, hearing the sound of her own swallow.
She began to feel nervous, her voice a bit tense, yet thoughtfully offered: "I’ll go get your pajamas."
She said, intending to pass by him.
But before she could take two steps, the man’s long arm wrapped around her.
Bao Ye held her, his dark eyes stirred with so emotion, complex and moody, he lowered his head and said: "No need, I’ll get them myself."
Then kissed her softly twice on her red lips: "Good, you sleep first."
Jiang Ruan was startled, her eyes blinking in surprise.
She seed to detect sothing off in his tone.
Probably related to the earlier phone call.
Ultimately, she didn’t ask more and said: "Okay."
"Then I’ll go to bed first."
Bao Ye released her: "Mm."
The wardrobe door was opened, Bao Ye walked in, taking a black silk pajama.
Then directly headed to the bathroom.
Jiang Ruan watched his back disappear, then withdrew her gaze, not quite understanding her own emotions.
He wanted it, she’d worry, tomorrow’s the new drama’s press conference.
Now he didn’t want it anymore, why was she feeling a bit unbalanced?
Jiang Ruan smacked her lips, indeed won are troubleso.
Forget it, don’t think about it, she’ll sleep.
Tomorrow will be busy.
In the bathroom, Bao Ye stood under the shower, cold water washing over his sharp face, his eyes open, water stinging them red.
He reached up to grab his hair, wiping the water off his face, nowhere near as composed as he was in front of Jiang Ruan.
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