Fan Rou waved her hand: "Take it away, take it away, I'm leaving too."
She needs to go back and deliver a message.
"Need a ride back?"
"No, I'll catch a taxi."
So, Jun Mochan left without looking back.
After taking a shower, Ye Ranran tidied up and took her sketchbook out of her bag.
Jun Mochan hugged her from behind.
Her feet left the ground, and Ye Ranran was so startled she cried out. With her feet off the ground, she couldn't find a landing spot, and she closed her eyes in fright.
Jun Mochan carried her to the bed, his body giving off the scent of shower gel.
He turned Ye Ranran's body around to face him.
Ye Ranran was still holding the sketchbook in her hand, and before Jun Mochan pressed down, she held his chest with her hand.
"Any last words before you go?"
Facing those eyes flickering with desire, Ye Ranran felt especially fierce.
"Go see if the baby is asleep?" Last time's incident left a shadow in Ye Ranran's mind.
