The following Saturday.
Qin Wan opened her eyes and realized it was already 10:30 in the morning.
There was nobody beside her.
Mu Shaochen had gotten out of bed at some unknown time.
She moved her sore body and thought about last night's jerk behavior from that jerk Mu Shaochen.
She couldn't help but curse again, Jerk!
Last night.
It might have been because Qin Zheng repeatedly assured her that he had indeed signed an agreement with Mu Shaochen.
He was doing well abroad and wasn't being held captive or anything by Mu Shaochen.
Qin Wan relaxed a little.
Plus, Mu Shaochen was a very passionate man.
In matters of men and women, Qin Wan often found herself helpless against him.
A sliver of rationality returned to her dissipating sanity, and her face slightly changed as she struggled, "Mu Shaochen."
"Hmm?"
The man looked down and kissed her.
Qin Wan pushed against his lean and sexy chest.
"Get out."
Qin Wan was unwilling; there was no absolute safe period.
