Wei Anning watched the butler walk into the study, feeling even more uncomfortable. Even after she and Leng Youchen had become so intimate, he still guarded her as if she were a thief.
Before long, the butler brought out a book and handed it to her.
Wei Anning silently took it and turned back to the master bedroom. Perhaps because of the morning's little incident, she felt listless all day, and at lunch, while Jiang Yang went to queue up for food, Yan Nanfei whispered to her, "Were you two a bit too intense last night? You've been lackluster all morning, and there's even a little strawberry on your neck.
Wei Anning put a piece of braised pork rib into her bowl, "Even braised pork ribs can't shut your mouth."
Yan Nanfei smiled with a hint of suggestiveness, "It's understandable for a couple to be affectionate, no need to be shy."
"..." Wei Anning ignored her, bowing her head and eating her rice, yet it tasted bland.
