However, sometimes, he would bite you without warning like a venomous snake.
Feng Yan closed his eyes slightly. Yin shinian's movements were very light. He usually dried nainai's hair in this manner at home.
However, nainai could dry her hair on her own now and did not need her help anymore.
He didn't say a word even after he dried Feng Yan's hair.
Yin shinian wasn't the type to keep asking questions, even if she was very anxious now.
This probably had something to do with her being a fashion designer! She was often designing by herself, and it was very quiet.
When Yin shinian took the towel and was about to get off the bed, he was held in place by Feng Yan's force ...
Feng Yan's movements were too fast, so fast that by the time Yin shinian felt the weight on his body, her lips were already sealed.
The memories of that day in the car instantly gushed into her brain.
