d up the phone and dialed a number: "Hey Cousin, rest assured, I've already taken care of things."Mr. Zhang, the manager, is Tang Yun's cousin, so he would absolutely not agree to Lin Momo giving up o...The sound of water boiling beside her ears made Yang Ning feel like she was the noodles in the pot, going from hard to completely soft. She felt like An Tianxiang would eat her up the next second.

Just as she felt her consciousness slipping away, An Tianxiang opened his narrow eyes. His burning gaze sent a shiver down Yang Ning's spine.

"Hmm..."

Yang Ning pursed her lips, the collar of her pure white shirt slightly open. An Tianxiang's smile was ambiguous as his warm hand wandered over her smooth skin.

"What's wrong, aren't you cooking noodles"

Seeing her current state of emotional turmoil, An Tianxiang couldn't help but tease Yang Ning. His mischievous gaze never missed any of her alluring gestures, the desire in his eyes already threatening to overflow.

"You... don't speak." Dragging An Tianxiang's neck, Yang Ning had completely given up on thinking. All she could hear was her own ragged breath and the sound of water boiling.

This agitated her, and she felt a desperate need to release something.

"Yang Ning, call me your name once, and I'll give you whatever you want." An Tianxiang's voice was laced with a hint of temptation, mixed with a softness that made one shiver.

Yang Ning heard it in his heart, felt it in his body as he was teased. His mind raced even faster.

"An Tianxiang," she murmured, nodding unconsciously with her eyes closed, her whole body yielding to his movements and every word.

"No, call me Xiang."

An Tianxiang lightly pinched her most sensitive spot, his tone of displeasure unmistakable. Yang Ning opened her eyes slightly, her unfocused gaze seeming to contain a hint of confusion.

"Xiang"

She whispered his name, and An Tianxiang, who had been holding back his emotions with all his might, felt them surge through him like a dam breaking.

His mind flashed back to that time, when she was drugged and nestled in his arms, giving him her affection.

The feeling back then, and the madness, both seemed to be replaying now. An Tianxiang chuckled lightly, his all-consuming aura enveloping Yang Ning who was powerless to resist. Meow meow wailed.

In the kitchen, the water was boiling, and the steam from it mingled with the sound of their labored breaths, heating the air between them to a fever pitch.

The next day, Yang Ning only felt a scratchy pain in her throat. She woke up and coughed violently, realizing that An Tianxiang was still by her side.

Well, she seemed to have fallen for it again yesterday. The pain in her lower back was simply unbearable.

"Ahem."

Sitting on the bed, Yang Ning had already realized that she seemed to have a cold. An Tianxiang's fever hadn't subsided, and he was still so energetic. She almost began to wonder if he was even sick. Could it be that the cold medicine was really that effective

Getting up and taking two pills, An Tianxiang still showed no signs of waking. Yang Ning stepped forward and touched his forehead to feel his temperature, realizing it wasn't very high. She let out a sigh of relief in her heart, finally calming down a little.

"What's wrong You're breathing so hard next to me."

At some point, An Tianxiang suddenly woke up. He only opened one eye and stared at Yang Ning, as if he still had no intention of getting up.

Seeing him regain consciousness, Yang Ning's eyes flickered, she awkwardly wanted to leave, however he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly again.

"Where are you going I'm not fully awake yet, stay and sleep with me."

"I..." Yang Ning originally wanted to argue a few more words, but her strong arms tightly held him, not giving him a chance to escape. The words that reached his lips were swallowed back down.

When An Tianxiang saw that she was no longer speaking, he knew she had already compromised. He propped himself up halfway, his fair skin exposed, and smiled as he pinched her cheek.

"Speaking of which, the third season of that variety show you took on before should be starting filming soon, right Will you have time to prepare for "The Legend of Ruxie" then"

I didn't expect him to suddenly bring up his work. After being together for so long, we'd never had such a calm and collected conversation about work before.

Yang Ning leaned against him, thought for a moment and said: "There's nothing wrong on this side, we're going to Yunnan for filming this afternoon. The casting for hasn't been finalized yet, so there could be some unexpected changes."

. The Young Master's Wife is Helpless Against His Cunning Waysans. 。"How did you get to know Zhao Yinan" the bartender asked softly in the Western restaurant, to Li Ling next to him. 。"Well I guess we're not strangers to each other. " 。Li Ling smiled awkwardly...