Jian Qing fought the urge to curse, her eyes twinkling as she reached out, using her fingers to pull his shirt collar slightly lower.
She leaned in, pressing her lips against his exposed collarbone, her teeth gently grazing his skin. The color in Quan Jingwu's eyes deepened, his slender body instantly tensing up.
"Xiao Jing!"
The soft call echoed with a touch of sexy hoarseness, almost enough to break his final thread of resistance.
Damn, this troublesome little thing.
Quan Jingwu quickly rose from her, turning and briskly fleeing the scene, sprinting towards the nearby Resting Room.
The room door slammed shut. Jian Qing sat up, leaning on the couch, her eyes flashing with amusement as she watched the tightly closed door.
"Hahaha!"
A series of laughter spilled from her lips, her mood ecstatic.
Turns out, Xiao Jing can also be this adorable.
The knocking on the door began, Jian Qing managed to suppress her laughter, standing up to answer the door.
