“I didn’t eat much last night,” Shen Yan admitted, her face flushed with embarrassment.

She mainly listened to others praise Fu Hang last night.

Shen Yan, of course, would never tell him this.

“The porridge will be ready in five minutes. I’ll help you blow dry your hair first.”

“Okay.”

Shen Yan’s head was still aching. She turned around and leaned on Fu Hang’s shoulder, allowing him to blow dry her hair.

She couldn’t put her hands anywhere. She accidentally touched his short hair while wrapping her arms around his neck.

His hair was a little coarse and irritating, but it was particularly soft to the touch.

Fu Hang was too preoccupied in blowing Shen Yan’s hair to notice Shen Yan’s small motions.

Shen Yan’s bravery grew as well, and she began to touch a vast region.

Fu Hang seemed unconcerned.

Shen Yan had a wicked sense of humour all of a sudden. She continued to stroke Fu Hang’s short hair, allowing it to tickle in her palm.

After a while, the hair dryer’s movement came to a halt.

“Is it done?” Shen Yan said as she swiftly withdrew her hand.

“Is it fun, Darling?” Fu Hang whispered softly, leaning close to Shen Yan’s ear with a half-smile.

Shen Yan lifted her brows slightly when she heard Fu Hang’s words and smiled, “It’s rather amusing.”

Fu hung placed the hairdryer away gently and took up Shen Yan with one hand. He took a step outside by raising his foot. “After you finish eating breakfast, I’ll play with your hair,” he said flirtatiously in her ear.

Shen Yan’s eyes glowed with a tinge of bewilderment. How else could she play with his hair?

Fu Hang kept his word and let her play with it after breakfast.

Shen Yan lay on the bed weakly. She didn’t want to move since the neat quilt had become unkempt.

She finally realized what Fu Hang meant when he said she should play with her hair.

However, the price she had to pay now was exorbitant, and her waist was in excruciating pain.

Fu Hang lay next to Shen Yan like this.

He reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, encircling her and pulling her into his embrace.

They were both naked now, and their bodies were in close proximity. The warmth of his skin was palpable to her.

Today’s sky was a little gloomy, and the drapes were half open. The faint light in the room was a little perplexing.

Shen Yan’s shoulder was tenderly kissed by Fu Hang. Shen Yan’s heartstrings were pulled by the moist and heated touch, and her body completely felt hot.

“No more,” Shen Yan hurriedly murmured, tilting her head to gaze at Fu hung.

“Yes, no more.”

Fu Hang didn’t stop kissing Shen Yan after he stated this. He kissed Shen Yan’s shoulder tightly and murmured, “I’m simply kissing!” in a little unclear tone.

Reality revealed that a man’s words in bed should never be trusted.

It was already midday when Shen Yan woke again.

Fu Hang had her in his arms. Fu Hang held her shoulder with one hand and picked up the phone with the other.

Shen Yan didn’t interrupt Fu Hang’s phone call because he was on the phone. She simply played with Fu Hang’s fingers in the manner to which his was accustomed.

Fu Hang looked down at Shen Yan and decided that he was no longer in the mood to pick up the phone. He hung up on the person on the other end of the line and tossed the phone to the side.

He bent his head slightly and reached out to meet Shen Yan’s lips without hesitation. He only let go of Shen Yan reluctantly when she was out of breathe.

Shen Yan took a deep breath of fresh air. She stared at Fu Hang after she had recovered. “What?”

Fu Hang’s phoenix-like eyes glowed with a slight smile. “I have a dinner party tonight,” he said softly, kissing Shen Yan’s lips once again. “Are you free tonight, Darling?”

Shen Yan’s eyes were filled with a smile as she lightly clicked her tongue. “President Fu is really amazing. You have a dinner party right after taking over the office!”

Shen Yan wrapped her arms around Fu Hang’s neck and gently kissed his lips. “I’m not sure. Could you share any of your experiences with me?”