"Bastard, if it weren’t for something important, I’d definitely kill you."
Lin Mubai easily found room 618, as mentioned by the hotel staff at the front desk. Standing at the door of the room, he raised his hand and knocked three times without hesitation.
An Nan was half-asleep, vaguely hearing the knocking sound. She slowly opened her eyes, with a look of impatience and anger: "Damn it, which bastard is it."
The knocking continued, and An Nan felt that if she didn’t open the door today, the person knocking would keep at it. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ⓝovelFire.net
"Damn it." With a face full of reluctance, An Nan sat up from the bed.
Angrily yanking the door open, without even looking at who it was, An Nan started to curse: "Damn bastard, you’d better tell me it’s something important..."
Halfway through angrily scolding, she saw who was in front of her, and suddenly widened her eyes in disbelief: "No way, no way, this is France. How could Little White be here? I must be seeing things."
An Nan was very groggy just waking up, which Lin Mubai was already aware of. But when he saw her open the door wearing only a bathrobe, displeasure flashed across his face. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room, closed the door, and started scolding: "You woman, how could you open the door dressed like that..."
Lin Mubai’s scolding was interrupted by a sharp sound of surprise: "Little White, Little White, is it really you? Shouldn’t you be in the country? How are you here?"
While speaking, An Nan’s beautiful, long fingers quickly explored the other’s face, with disbelief in her eyes and heart.
Before sleeping, she had been thinking about this man, and unexpectedly, after thinking again, she saw the real person in front of her.
Lin Mubai’s belly full of words slowly became timid amidst this little woman’s joy and excitement. Then, he stretched his arm to pull her into his embrace, feeling the warmth of her body, and softly said into her ear: "Nannan, it’s me, it really is me. I’ve come to find you."
For some reason, after hearing this, An Nan felt warmth in her heart: "You..." There seemed to be countless words, but when they reached her lips, she eventually forgot what she wanted to say.
Finally, An Nan opened her arms and wrapped them around his waist, resting her ear near his heart, quietly listening to his strong heartbeat.
At the same time, An Nan slowly closed her eyes. How long has it been since her heart felt this peaceful?
"Nannan." After a long time sensing no movement from the person in his arms, Lin Mubai called her name doubtfully, still receiving no answer.
"Fallen asleep?" Lin Mubai murmured to himself in doubt, and when he lowered his head, he realized the person in his arms indeed was asleep.
Helplessly shaking his head, he reached out and gently pinched her nose tip, his voice full of affection: "Falling asleep , you must really be tired."
Then he picked her up by the waist, slowly walked towards the big bed, gently put her down, and Lin Mubai removed his jacket, lay next to her, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
When Lin Mubai woke up again, the person was no longer by his side, but he found a note left for him on the bedside table. The handwriting on the note was strong and powerful, revealing the personality of its owner.