"Really?" Huo Junting looked puzzled, "How co I didn’t notice?"
Yuan Yung sneered coldly, "n."
Huo Junting smiled a bit wantonly, "Little girl, are you jealous?"
"Which eye of yours saw being jealous?" Yuan Yung retorted stubbornly, yet her fair, tender little face clearly had the words "I’m jealous" written all over it.
Huo Junting didn’t argue with her, understanding that the little girl had a thin skin, and said, "Alright, you’re not. Rest for a while! It’ll be another two or three hours before we reach Qing City."
"I’m not sleepy." Yuan Yung felt like a child, entirely excited about new things, with every cell in her body bouncing eagerly. How could she possibly feel sleepy?
"We’ll see Song Song soon, I’m so excited! I wonder how she is now? She must be very happy with President Xiao!"
Certainly, it was like that. A few years ago, her relationship with Xiao Jinghuai was very good.
Huo Junting didn’t want to dampen her spirit, so scratching his nose, he said, "She disappeared, she went missing four years ago. Xiao Jinghuai searched for her for a long ti but couldn’t find any clue, so..."
"Missing?" A flash of shock crossed Yuan Yung’s eyes, "How could she disappear without a reason?"
"It’s not without a reason." Huo Junting’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Song Song’s identity... is very special. I can’t explain it all at once, just rest well and don’t worry about these things."
"..."
Yuan Yung wanted to ask more, but the man’s expression clearly read "No matter how you ask, I won’t say another word," so she gave up and looked at the clouds outside the cabin.
A few minutes later, she felt sothing on her knee and turned her head to see the man extending a blanket over her legs—
She stared at him as he carefully smoothed the blanket flat, "Just got out of the hospital, you need to keep warm."
Yuan Yung didn’t know what ca over her, as she seized the chance to peck his cheek softly, the touch as gentle and sweet as savoring a piece of candy.
She noticeably felt the man briefly pause, turning his head to look at her with his deep, bottomless eyes, his expression unfathomable, "Seducing ?"
"...How does this count as seducing, it’s clearly... mm mm mm!"
Alright! It might count as seducing.
Soon, Yuan Yung was drawn into the man’s gentle and lingering kiss.
The cabin attendants saw this and tactfully left, including the stewardess who had previously flirted with Huo Junting.
This kiss ca like a tidal wave, sohow a bit out of control. After a while, as the little girl almost ran out of breath, the man stopped, but after she took a few deep breaths, he kissed her again.
"ng ng, ng ng..."
He called her over and over again.
Yuan Yung felt like she was lting, her whole body like it was crawling with a million ants, itching to the point of madness, "...I’m hungry."
Huo Junting: "..."
Reluctantly, the man stopped, and sohow by then, they were already sitting on a sofa, with her sitting on his lap, her arms around his neck, as close as they could be.
At this mont, saying it’s two people, it was more like they were one, breathing intertwined, their hearts unified.
Huo Junting pecked her soft lips again and got up to get her sothing to eat.
He placed the food in front of her, and as she reached out, he pulled it back, saying, "Let’s not divorce, okay?"
She knew what he was thinking.
And he knew what she was thinking.
She looked up at him, "Is our marriage only worth this bit of sashimi?"
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