This Is Called Fun

The next morning, Jing Yao opened her eyes at about the same time as usual. She took her cell phone and looked at it. Liang Xun should have gone out at this time.

She had a vague impression of what happened in the middle of the night yesterday. She sat on the bed and picked up the hem of her pants to take a look. There were still some faint marks on her calves. They were very light. If not for her fair skin, they would not have been visible.

"Did I press too hard?"

The sudden voice startled Jing Yao.

She looked up and saw Liang Xun standing at the bedroom door. He was wearing a white shirt and was immaculate.

Jing Yao hurriedly put down her pants and pretended to be calm. "Why aren't you at work yet?"

Liang Xun said calmly, "Oh, I'm not going to the company today."

Jing Yao looked at him suspiciously and opened her mouth to ask the reason. Suddenly, she realized something and hurriedly shut her mouth.