"Yes," Liuxian replied pleasantly.
Guiying looked at him.
"My morning kiss," Liuxian said with a straight face, not even a smile.
Guiying looked at him for a moment. Then he leaned forward and kissed him, pulled back, and turned to his laptop.
"Now go to work," he said.
Liuxian finally smiled, he picked up his briefcase, and left. He had barely settled into the backseat of the car when his phone buzzed.
He glanced at the screen.
A message from Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei: Reminder that the charity gala is tonigh, also…Quinn will be there.
Liuxian looked at the message for a moment, then he looked out the window.
The morning had started reasonably well.
Guiying was out of his heat, had kissed him without being asked twice, and had looked at him with an expression that suggested three days of careful restraint had not gone unnoticed.
That was a good morning by any measure but there was this.
Quinn.
