All the unspoken words stayed between the lips and teeth.
Rong Zhi froze for a moment before suddenly opening her eyes and, huskily, said against his lips: "...I haven't brushed my teeth."
Bai Su didn't mind one bit, a low, lazy chuckle escaping from his throat, "It's okay, I don't mind."
With that, he turned over and pinned her beneath him.
There was no way to go back to sleep now.
Rong Zhi pursed her lips, a bit speechless.
Weren't we supposed to sleep a bit more?
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Nearing noon, neither of the two homeowners upstairs had shown up, and the villa was quiet. Even Ying Hengyu, who was usually the noisiest, hadn't made a peep.
Only in the evening did some sounds come from the stairway, where a tall man stood languidly, hands casually in his pockets, the slightly open collar of his shirt revealing a hint of a red mark.
Jiang Gujun happened to look up and see him: "..."
Showing off affection?
