Luo Chenxi seemed to have been bothered in her sleep, she turned her head to the side and avoided the man's touch.
Mu Yichen stared at her face as she pursed her lips, his gazed deepened as he gradually lowered his head and reached out for her pink lips.
"Mmph…"
Luo Chenxi frowned ever so slightly, but remained asleep.
After what seemed like forever, Mu Yichen finally parted from her.
He picked up the woman in a princess carry pose and walked out of the private room.
Outside of the Secret Clubhouse, Zhuo Feng had already been waiting in the sports car.
When he saw Mu Yichen come out with Luo Chenxi in his arms, he cried out in surprise, "Chair… chairman, why is the Young Madam… here?"
Mu Yichen swept a cold glance at him and ordered with a low voice, "Quiet!"
Zhuo Feng quickly swallowed the questions he was about to ask.
He scrambled to open the door for Mu Yichen, then returned to the driver's seat and started driving.