Inside the empty makeup room, Yan Qingsi removed her makeup and had a change of clothes, completely ignoring Yue Tingfeng.
He held Yan Qingsi's phone and perused it while asking her, "What are you thinking about?"
Yan Qingsi replied curtly, "Nothing. I'm just not used to it."
"Not used to what?"
Yan Qingsi gaze swept across Yue Tingfeng's lips. "I'm always the one who initiates the kiss. I'm not used it of course when you're the one who kissed me out of the blue…"
"Why? You wanna return the favor?"
All of a sudden, she demanded, "Look down."
Yue Tingfeng frowned. "What are you going to do?"
She hooked his chin and bit his lips. "That's more like it."
"You…"
Yue Tingfeng chuckled. "This is good too."
Deep down, Yan Qingsi was snickering coldly. Bit-by-bit, she wanted to wrap Yue Tingfeng around her finger.
"Didn't you say you'll come back only at night?"
