Shit, it’s that Nie Anni again! Yu Zexiao felt that he absolutely did not mesh well with this newly appointed music producer!
"Okay, I’ll be right back."
After hanging up the phone, he lowered his head to glance at Jian Anning whose expression had visibly relaxed, feeling a bit annoyed inside. Suddenly, he pounced forward, seizing her lips with the speed of lightning, engulfing her in a tempest just as rapidly!
"Mmm~~~" Jian Anning’s eyes brimmed with mist, completely taken aback that Yu Zexiao would kiss her so boldly after taking a call from Hong Minjun! Could it be that this guy really wanted to take advantage of the time to have a quickie here?
Before she could finish her thought, Yu Zexiao quickly withdrew his tongue but nibbled on her lower lip minutely with his teeth, gnawing at it with the persistence of a puppy who had found a bone.
"Zexiao!" She frowned in displeasure, attempting to push him away, but Yu Zexiao said languidly, "If I can’t eat, you’ve got to let me leave a mark!"
Jian Anning rolled her eyes, thinking this man was really over the top!
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Yu Zexiao returned to the private room before Jian Anning, and as he entered, a crowd was thoroughly enjoying themselves. An assistant director was singing while a young actor accompanied him with a dance—a pole dance performance. On the side, a few crew members who had drunk too much used their neckties as headbands, tied around their foreheads. Several men and women danced wildly in the center of the hall.
However, over by the sofa, Situ Xuan, Lu Jiayuan, and a few others hadn’t drunk much and were sitting calmly to the side, watching. When Yu Zexiao walked in, Hong Minjun smiled first, "Zexiao, why did you take so long to come back? Oh right, have you seen Anning?"
Yu Zexiao kept his composure, striding forward to take a seat, "I think I just saw her over by the emergency stairs on the phone." He deliberately scanned the room and frowned slightly, "Hm, she hasn’t come back yet? I’ll give her a call."
His feigned calm convinced many, and Hong Minjun added, "No need, I’ll call her."
She immediately dialed, and Jian Anning promptly answered on the other side, "Hello, Sister Minjun?"
"Anning, where did you run off to? We’re about ready to leave!"
"Sorry, I was on a call just now, I’m in the bathroom now." Indeed, as she claimed, the sound of running water could be heard in the background.
"Alright, hurry back." Hong Minjun hung up without suspicion.
Meanwhile, Jian Anning patted water on her face, still feeling a bit weak in the knees.
Looking up, she saw her reflection in the mirror, radiant and rosy-cheeked, her eyes moist and her lips—red and full, bright and juicy, like cherries on the branch ripe for picking, so fresh and plump they were almost purple...
Even if Yu Zexiao had to leave, he didn’t forget to take a little advantage.
Calming her emotions, she turned around only to see Nie Anni, who had just pushed the door open and was about to use the bathroom.
"Miss Nie," she nodded slightly to her, not without a tinge of bitterness—If she wasn’t wrong, they were fierce rivals in Vienna ten years ago!