"The birthday present doesn't need to be opened in a rush, but I can't wait to open this gift..."
Yu Chiyin wrapped his arms around her waist, his handsome face buried in the crook of her neck, his prominent nose lightly brushing against her skin.
Lu Fengxuan nervously grasped his large hand, her voice trembling as she said, "Brother Ayin, wait a moment, this is the living room..."
"There's no one."
Yu Chiyin whispered in her ear, "I've notified the butler, Lin, to have everyone rest early tonight. There won't be anyone to disturb us."
Especially since those two little light bulbs were left at the old house by the old master. How could he miss such a golden opportunity?
Hearing his words, Lu Fengxuan suddenly realized, "...you had already planned this?"
"Mm," Yu Chiyin responded noncommittally.
The next second, he bent down and effortlessly swept her up into a bridal carry, heading upstairs.
