He propped his hands on either side of Song Yinyin, his lips sucking on her neck...
Ultimately unable to hold on, he suddenly jumped out of bed and rushed straight to the bathroom, seemingly to quell the fire.
Song Yinyin looked at the semi-transparent bathroom door, unable to help but laugh.
She slept for a while longer, and it wasn't until after nine that she finally got up and went downstairs, supporting her waist.
Jinhan served her a bowl of fragrant, sticky rice porridge, pushing the bowl towards her with his long fingers.
Song Yinyin shook her head, "I don't have an appetite."
Lu Jihan rested his chin on his hand, raised an eyebrow, and said slowly, "Do you want me to feed you?"
"No!" Song Yinyin blurted out.
Her originally rosy cheeks flushed with a vivid cherry blossom red, she shyly glared at Lu Jihan.
Lu Jihan laughed softly, his laughter full of satisfaction, continuing his meal joyfully.
