Xue Yue was just about to turn and tell him about Aunt Ge, but the moment she did, He Lang silenced her with a kiss, rolling on top of her.
Everywhere she touched, his body felt scorching hot.
Even in the heat of the moment, Xue Yue didn't forget to remind He Lang, "Turn off the light."
He Lang chuckled and reached out to turn off the light. In the darkness, every sensation was magnified. His hot breath fanned across Xue Yue's face.
He Lang pressed against her. "Miss me?"
Xue Yue said nothing, simply wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.
He Lang let out a soft chuckle, and the temperature in the dark room soared.
The next morning, when Xue Yue woke up, He Lang was gone again.
She lay in bed, staring into space for a while before getting up.
When she went out, Aunt Ge was already back. Xue Yue handed her the account book without a word.
Seeing Xue Yue's reaction, Aunt Ge breathed a sigh of relief.
