Before I could see who it was, my lips and tongue were seized by soone.
Reflexively, Jiang Yao raised her hand to punch, but the other person seed to anticipate her move, intercepting her wrist mid-air and looping it around his neck.
The man pulled back slightly, but his lips remained glued to Jiang Yao’s.
"It’s ."
A slightly hoarse yet gentle voice reached her ears, and Jiang Yao suddenly exhaled in relief.
Her held breath returned to normal, and she slled the faint fragrance of laundry detergent on Ye Shengnan.
The sa scent as the detergent she uses.
"Why did you co over suddenly without telling ?"
"Missed you," Ye Shengnan held her waist, gently pecking her lips, "Didn’t tell you earlier because I wanted to surprise you."
Jiang Yao’s face turned a bit red as she glared at him, "A surprise my ass, you almost scared to death. I thought there was a burglar in the house."
"Calling it a burglar isn’t wrong," Ye Shengnan laughed, "a rapist."
"Stop being cheeky," Jiang Yao pushed his shoulder, "Let go, I need to pack."
"I’ll pack for you later; there’s no rush now."
"No rush for what —— um..."
The rest of her words were swallowed by Ye Shengnan’s kisses.
Unable to handle his enthusiasm, Jiang Yao unconsciously stepped back two paces, and Ye Shengnan followed closely. Just before she was about to hit the wall, his hand moved from her waist to her back to prevent her from bumping.
Even while being kissed and becoming dazed, Jiang Yao wondered how rumors said Ye Shengnan never used a stunt double for fighting scenes, but never personally did kissing scenes; it must be fake.
Never shot a kissing scene, yet his kiss technique is this good?
A door and a hallway apart, the atmosphere inside the two hos was entirely different.
While Jiang Yao was pressed against the door by Ye Shengnan to relieve the longing, Wen Qiao sat leisurely on the sofa with crossed legs, eating snacks and watching TV, while Fu Jinghen was busy sorting out their luggage.
Perhaps due to her profession, Wen Qiao now found it hard to find TV series captivating enough to watch.
She casually opened one with a decent recent rating and found it uninteresting after a few glances.
As Fu Jinghen ca out again to grab sothing, she got up from the sofa, munching on potato chips, trailing behind him like a little tail.
Hearing the noise, Fu Jinghen turned his head to glance, "Why did you stop watching the show?"
"It’s boring, not interesting."
Fu Jinghen thought for a mont and asked, "What about movies?"
"Haven’t found anything good either."
Wen Qiao held a potato chip to Fu Jinghen’s mouth, but seeing him shake his head, she put it back into her own mouth.
"Tired?" Fu Jinghen asked her.
Wen Qiao rummaged through the bag looking for a whole chip, "Not really, I’m okay."
"I’ve heard the newly released ’Before Dawn’ is getting good responses; want to go check it out?"
"Hmm?" Wen Qiao suddenly looked up, "You want to take to a movie?"
"You could call it a date."
Seeing a bit of potato chip crumb still stuck to the side of Wen Qiao’s mouth, Fu Jinghen couldn’t help but laugh; her expression was adorably dumbfounded. He reached up and flicked off the crumb, "Your mouth is covered in crumbs."
Wen Qiao ignored his teasing and looked at him with bright eyes, "Are you really taking out on a date?"
"Why would I lie?" Fu Jinghen chuckled, "Although traveling might not be possible right now, a date is definitely doable."
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