Mo Xiuchen didn't stand up, his long figure was leaning lazily against the couch, legs casually propped up. His handsome profile turned slightly, his eyes soft, with an attractive, light smile tugging at his lips.
Looking at him this way, Wen Ran thought him incredibly handsome and charming.
Her heart rate quickened as her gaze met his deep and bountiful eyes, and her expression unconsciously softened.
"Ranran, come here!"
Mo Xiuchen's voice was low and magnetic. As he spoke, he beckoned casually for her to come over.
Gu Kai glanced back at him and moved aside.
"After last time's lesson, I didn't dare to wait for Mo Xiuchen to come find Ranran, so I conscientiously brought her back."
Shen Yuting teased, following Wen Ran into the office.
Wen Ran walked to the sofa and naturally placed her hand on Mo Xiuchen's clearly defined palm—sitting down in the space next to him.
