Just as she was about to head to the elevator, she suddenly felt something.
Her footsteps halted.
She turned around and walked toward the sofa by the window.
Sunlight lazily streamed through the translucent curtains, creating a hazy beam that fell on the girl sleeping on the sofa.
The girl's cheeks were slightly flushed, her fair skin as white as snow. Her delicate lips were like tempting cherries, making it hard to resist the urge to take a bite.
Situ Yan looked at the person in front of him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
He stepped lightly and slowly walked to the front of the sofa.
One hand propped against the luxurious leather sofa, he leaned forward slightly.
The light dimmed as a strong male presence enveloped her.
He wore a white shirt but didn't button it, revealing his well-toned skin. The shirt's hem brushed against the back of her hand, causing an itchy sensation.
Xia Xiaonuan stirred slightly.
