The next morning, when Su Yan woke up, it was almost noon.
She propped her elbows and sat up.
Her elbows were trembling.
Hungry.
The kind of hunger that made her front stick to her back.
As she sat up, her smooth, bare back was exposed.
Along with the purplish kiss marks, and a few fingerprints on her waist.
She wrapped herself completely.
Got out of bed.
Picked up the clothes on the floor.
No major damage.
Put them on herself.
After getting ready, she glanced at the empty room.
Turned her head, opened the door, and walked downstairs.
Held onto the railing as she descended.
Just happened to see Feng Rong sitting on the sofa instructing Hong Ye in the living room.
Since Feng Rong had his back to Su Yan, he didn't see her.
Hong Ye was the first to notice and coughed lightly, lowering his voice
"Young Master, Miss Su Yan is out."
At that moment, Feng Rong turned and looked up.
Eyes met.
Su Yan blinked.
Her footsteps paused.
