It was as if her entire body was bathing in hot water, every pore exclaiming in satisfaction.
Suddenly, he reached out his arm, held her head tightly, and drew closer with his lips, seeking to take in even more. He had been holding her while sitting on the edge of the bed, so as he leaned in to kiss her, they both fell back, and he naturally covered her lips, eyes, cheeks, and neck with close and dense kisses.
Perhaps because everything had been "clarified," a wave of indescribable tenderness surged through Yu Zexiao’s heart. And Jian Anning, feeling somewhat guilty for concealing the fact that she had been "proactive," was even more eager to be good to him. For a moment, the two of them were in perfect harmony.
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Just as their lips were locked in a moment of reluctant separation, the door suddenly swung open. A female voice in surprise said, "Huh, I remember turning off the lights when I left—ah!"
A short scream followed, but it was Xiaoliu, the stagehand who shared a room with Jian Anning. She saw Yu Zexiao on top of Jian Anning, the two of them kissing on the bed, utterly lost to the world!
Fortunately, Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning were just beginning, and their clothes were still properly on, without having progressed to "the act itself." Otherwise, such an unexpected intrusion could really have been deadly!
Not just the two who were lost in their kissing, Xiaoliu was also stunned. OH-MY-GOD, what had she seen? Yu Zexiao, actually with Jian Anning, on the bed, they...
She immediately turned back: "I, I didn’t see anything!"
Yet, her face was red, and her heart was pounding, her first thought being—My god, a photo of Yu Zexiao’s intense bed-kissing!
Damn, how much money could she make if she spread this around!
No, wait, damn, how much money could she make from the scandal of Jian Anning and Yu Zexiao if she leaked it!
However, before she could leave, she heard Yu Zexiao’s icy voice from behind: "Stop right there!"
Xiaoliu jumped, immediately freezing in place. Yu Zexiao slowly got up from Jian Anning, his face still flushed from the kissing. However, in those eyes was an endless chill, sharp as icicles: "You’re Liu Chunmei, right?"
"Yes, yes." Although she didn’t turn around, Xiaoliu seemed to hear the pressure this exceptionally handsome man with a pleasant voice was projecting towards her!
"If, you let even a single word of today’s events slip out," Yu Zexiao’s eyes flashed, and in that moment, his expression was like that of a bewitchingly evil fox, ready to bite her neck if she didn’t comply.
"From now on, you can forget continuing in this place—not just here, but in this circle, you won’t ever think of making it again!"
Just as Xiaoliu was about to agree, Yu Zexiao added, "Also, for the last time you caused Anning to fall from the cliff, you need to take responsibility! With my influence, getting you convicted for assault, serving three to five years and a few hundred thousand in compensation is no big deal!"
Xiaoliu’s legs went weak. If the previous words were merely a verbal threat, this last sentence was truly squeezing her lifeline!