Li Chengyun returned to the bedroom to find Yu Jingrong playing with her phone on the bed. Upon seeing him come back, she placed her phone on the nightstand, turned away, and burrowed into the covers.
Watching her
Li Chengyun glanced at her back, the corner of his lips curling up into a smug arc. Was she sulking? Or still sulking?
He sat down by the bed and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Asleep?"
He leaned over and pressed a kiss.
"Mmm..." Yu Jingrong shifted away, somewhat displeased, but he kissed her again.
Li Chengyun's lingering kisses carried an overwhelmingly domineering flavor.
Yu Jingrong felt her head spinning under his kisses, her senses scattered, her rationale turning to mush. Her hand unconsciously hooked around his neck, leaning into him in his arms, ripe for the taking...
It wasn't until Li Chengyun let her go that she snapped back to reality and then shoved him. "Time for sleep, aren't you going to take a bath?!"
