Her face was so hot it was ridiculous, and Ye Wan dared not even lift her head, curling up in the man's embrace. She poked him with her hand, "It's Friday today, aren't you supposed to be at work?"
Lu Changchuan was feeling somewhat regretful.
He knew there was a fairy at home that could disturb his mind, yet he couldn't help but sneak back.
Indeed, it seemed he was destined to be tormented.
At that moment, the fairy in question seemed utterly unaware of the fire she had ignited.
"Wanwan, stop fidgeting..."
He leaned down to kiss her, then, Lu Changchuan seized that troublesome little hand.
Almost instantly, Ye Wan realized what was going on.
She only started to move a little to get out of his embrace when the man pressed her back into his arms firmly.
His breathing was deep and heavy by her ear, and his fine, scattered kisses ignited sparks along her neck.
Ye Wan didn't dare to move a muscle.
