Chapter 152: 152 You know I have trouble sleeping, yet you still tempt me!
Yan Shixiu pinched her face and finally smiled, saying, “I’m scared, scared that I can’t hold on to you, afraid that you prefer freedom.”
Shi Lan also calmed down and said, “I do like freedom, but adding you into it, why not?”
This time, Yan Shixiu’s kiss did not land on Shi Lan’s forehead but on her lips.
Shi Lan’s body trembled slightly, although it was the same person, the same touch, the feeling was completely different from before.
After the kiss, their noses touching, Yan Shixiu whispered, “It’s my fault for not doing enough.”
“No need,” Shi Lan sighed, “Just be yourself, that’s good enough.”
The two were like middle-schoolers experiencing love for the first time, clearly caring yet fearing to lose each other.
Even a small touch could ignite the flame within their hearts, so they just held each other quietly, neither wanting to let go until their limbs grew stiff.
Eventually, Shi Lan checked the time and reminded Boss Yan, “Don’t we have a meeting tomorrow evening? Go to sleep; you won’t sleep well here.”
“I’ll stay with you tonight, otherwise you’ll definitely have insomnia.”
This statement, Boss Yan used it affirmatively.
Because he knew that tonight, Shi Lan would definitely be up scratching her head over their conversation, so, insomnia was inevitable.
“Knowing I have trouble sleeping, yet you provoke me!” Boss A was terribly annoyed inside; she had planned to finish her draft tonight, but now with this man here, it seemed impossible to continue, forcing her to delay another day. She couldn’t just ask Yan Shixiu to leave; her heart would hurt.
But perhaps because of the recent exhaustion, Yan Shixiu sat in the chair for a while and fell into a deep sleep.
Shi Lan shook the chair, and seeing no sign of him waking, she got him a pillow and blanket, “Why act tough, as if I would run away?”
Muttering to herself, Shi Lan returned to the bedroom, picked up her drawing board, and began to color her draft.
As the deadline approached, Shi Lan couldn’t review all the character designs for “Demon Venture”; based on her understanding, she added a related character to the suppressed monk—a wounded fledgling eagle.
One wing of this fledgling was golden, the other blackened by flames yet shimmering with red glows. No one knew where it came from, nor did anyone notice its actions.
This obscure fledgling had been doing something for thousands of years—consistently feeding the monk raw meat to nourish his demonic nature. Everyone thought that after the monk was released from the Demon Suppression Tower, he would start afresh. However, no one knew that the day he was released would mark the onset of chaos.
This fledgling would unlock a new epic boss and dungeon in “Demon Venture.”
Shi Lan spent the entire night coloring in her bedroom, periodically checking on Yan Shixiu, as she just wanted to secure that million and not expose Boss A.
However, in reality, Yan Shixiu had already seen her initial draft, and by this time, he was awake.
Using the dim light of the bedroom, Yan Shixiu watched through the door crack, the woman engrossed in her work.
She was still the same; once busy, she wouldn’t care about anything or anyone else.
Yet it was this Shi Lan who tightly grasped his heart.
After finishing the coloring, Shi Lan stretched her limbs, put down her drawing board, and walked out of the bedroom.
At this moment, Boss Yan pretended to be asleep, leaning motionlessly in the chair.
Shi Lan did not turn on the light, intending to grab her computer to register for a game account, but as she turned around, her vision hindered, she bumped into the table corner, “Ouch.”
Yan Shixiu immediately rose from his chair, hugged her and asked, “Where did you hit?”
Shi Lan held her waist and tilted her head back; Yan Shixiu also looked down. Their eyes met, and unable to resist, their lips touched again…