"Why are you being so good today, going straight for the perfume." Yan Yan didn't turn around, just let Qi Yi hold her like that.
"Since you'll be with me in New York from now on, we have all the time in the world. Of course, I can give you that little bit of personal freedom." Qi Yi had just started speaking when his hands began to wander over Yan Yan's body.
Just hugging her waist wasn't going to satisfy Qi Yi, with a gentle pull, Yan Yan who had just sat up was drawn back into bed.
"Where's my phone?" Yan Yan didn't know how long it had been since her mobile phone was away from her.
At this point in time, were the people at the studio already going crazy looking for her?
"I'm keeping it." Qi Yi showed no intention of letting go, whispering into Yan Yan's ear, his voice low and breathy, yet magnetic.
Qi Yi was very close to Yan Yan, his breath whispering behind her ear.
Yan Yan shivered, her entire ear turning red without warning.
