Yuntian was forced to bend over, watching her soft, pink lips open and close in front of him. The scent of alcohol wafted into his nose, and he felt as if he were drunk too, uncontrollably lowering his head to kiss those restless lips.
The door was pushed open from outside, "Mr. Yun, you're awake... ah."
The servant opened the door and saw Yuntian lowering his head to kiss Tianxing. Startled, she quickly turned around to leave, considerately closing the door behind her.
This interruption made Tianxing release her grip.
Yuntian pursed his lips, gave her a deep look, stood up, and walked to the doorway, opening the door. The servant was standing far away at the staircase with a sober-up soup.
Seeing him come out with a stern, expressionless face, the servant assumed she had interrupted his moment and angered him, stammering to explain, "Mr... Mr. Yun, I... I didn't do it on purpose."
"Give it to me." Yuntian extended his hand without saying much else.
