She licked his lips once. Seemingly unsatisfied, she did it repeatedly.
Young Master Yan, hurry up and wake up! Your wife is up to no good!
…
Su Yue was lying in bed, crying her heart out for a long time. Gradually, she fell asleep.
Her phone woke her up.
She fumbled for the phone and answered without looking at the screen. "Hello."
"Yueyue."
Her favorite voice sounded deeply over the phone.
That voice sounded rather solemn and it jolted Su Yue awake. She hastily sat up and said, "Uncle Ming."
She glanced at the clock beside her. It was almost midnight.
Ming Ansheng said, "I'm outside your house."
It startled Su Yue. "Why did you come here? It's so late."
Her sleepiness evaporated and she threw her blanket aside. "Give me a minute. I'm coming now."
She hung up, put on a coat, and picked up her phone.
She trod softly down the stairs.
