Su Yan looked askew at her and smiled. "You seemed to be pretty happy when you were chatting with Xuxu in the kitchen."
It shocked Su Yue. "You heard it?"
Su Yan smiled. "We both did."
…
Xuxu and Yan Rusheng exited the lift. Suddenly, he sped up and walked in front of Xuxu, though, back-facing her. Without a word, he piggy-backed her when she wasn't looking.
His actions were smooth and practiced.
It startled Xuxu. She pounded his shoulder heavily with her fist and cried, "Hey… Yan Rusheng, what are you doing?"
"You said it, I'm a bothersome little demon." Yan Rusheng carried her towards the carpark.
A cold gust of wind blew at them and Xuxu instinctively hugged his neck, placing her body even closer to his.
"Great. The nerve of you to eavesdrop on my conversation with Yueyue," Xuxu said as she lowered her head and bit his neck.
She sucked hard on his neck, trying to leave a mark on his skin.
