You got the wrong book

"I've already asked for leave, don't worry." After a while, Guan Jingyi finally said that. He was reading an English newspaper.

Xu Anran said and casually pulled a magazine from her seat to read.

But Guan Jingyi was right by his side. Even though this man was extremely quiet, he couldn't be ignored. A faint aura that belonged solely to him lingered around Xu Anran, and gradually enveloped Xu Anran's entire body, just like how Xu Anran had lain in the bathtub last night, with her entire body wrapped in warm water.

But the only difference was that when Xu Anran was together with Guan Jingyi, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous and uneasy.

In short, Xu Anran could not even see a single word or piece of clothing that was in the fashion magazine.

Xu Anran's mind was filled with the fiery and tangled images of herself and Guan Jingyi last night. It was so embarrassing that she felt like digging a hole and burying herself in it.