Yan Shixiu looked at Sun Ling, then stepped into the room. By this time, Shi Lan had already closed the bedroom door, hiding the easel.
"Didn't you say you would stay a while?"
Yan Shixiu reached out to pull her into his arms, hugging Shi Lan tightly before whispering, "I missed you."
"All this fuss, don't you find it tiring?"
They had only shared a bed last night, and not even twenty-four hours had passed before this man eagerly came over again.
"Since a certain person didn't take the initiative to contact me, I had to make my own way here." Yan had a bit of a grievance, "I'll leave once I see you asleep."
Upon hearing this, Shi Lan stepped out of Yan Shixiu's embrace and said, "You're gradually encroaching on my personal space, making me feel a little suffocated."
The overly frequent encounters and meetings had caused Shi Lan to put up her guard.
