Wen Xian couldn’t help but scoff softly, "Captain Lu, do you know that ’cute’ is worthless in front of ’sexy’?"
As she spoke, she propped herself on the sofa with one hand and hooked her other hand around his neck, her body slightly lifted as she leaned in, her nose tip and lips pressed against his Adam’s apple.
With her movement, the strap of her top inadvertently slipped down on one side.
She looked up at him, her long hair cascading down, one round and pale shoulder exposed, her eyes enchantingly fixed on him.
That moment, he lost.
He couldn’t resist bowing his head, their noses touching, their warm and lingering breaths intermingling.
His slender fingers ran through the soft hair at the back of her head, his lips parted slightly, offering her all of his tenderness.
The two didn’t turn on the lights, and in the darkness, their senses were sharper, more intense.
Just as Wen Xian was getting more aroused, all of a sudden—
"Bang, bang, bang...!"
There came a knocking at the door.
This sudden noise caused them both to pause, and then Wen Xian looked towards the door.
Lu Xiao’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, clearly annoyed by the interruption.
Seeing that Wen Xian’s attention had drifted, he bit her lip again as if savoring the taste before he got up, "It’s probably room service."
Wen Xian then pulled up her slipped strap and said to him,
"I’m going to take a shower."
With that, she went to the bathroom, her clothes in disarray.
Lu Xiao buttoned up his shirt, one by one, and walked to the entrance.
He didn’t rush to open the door. Instead, while asking, he first looked through the peephole.
However, upon seeing who it was, his body momentarily stiffened.
His expression quickly turned cold.
Never had he expected that the person who would come at this time would be her.
"It’s me, Ruan Yiyi."
The woman outside said.
After speaking, the woman standing outside watched as the door was suddenly opened.
A tall male figure appeared before her.
The man had deep-set eyes and a somewhat inscrutable sternness.
"Is it you? Where’s Wen Xian?" Ruan Yiyi asked with a gentle smile, glancing inside.
Lu Xiao stared at her, a layer of frost spreading in his eyes. He stepped out, shutting the door with a click, and then said without much emotion,
"What do you want with her? Whatever it is, you can tell me."
At that, Ruan Yiyi was somewhat at a loss for words, but something came to mind, and with the light of the corridor reflecting in her eyes, they brightened. She smiled and said,
"Didn’t we rescue a pregnant seal mother? The footage was shot very well, and the production team wants to do a special interview about it with me and you, so David asked me to—"
"No need," Lu Xiao interrupted coldly.
His words carried an unmistakable distance, "The seal was your discovery; take the credit for it, we don’t need an interview."
Ruan Yiyi’s smiling lips stiffened, gradually fading away until she looked at him calmly.
Wen Xian had no idea what was happening outside; she actually thought it was some hotel services.
But as time ticked by, second by second, and she had finished showering, but he still hadn’t returned, her suspicions couldn’t help but grow, worried that something had happened.
With that thought, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and emerged from the bathroom, quickly drying off—