Woman, You’re Playing with Fire

After carefully putting away her belongings, Chu Jiuning looked at Yue An’s retreating figure and said, “I’m going back to rest now.”

She still had to deceive Feng Jiuqing tonight and didn’t want to waste time here.

“Who said you could leave?”

In the next second, Chu Jiuning found herself being embraced by him and seated on his lap once again.

This is troublesome.

She looked at him with a forced smile and asked, “Is there something else?”

Yue An’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as he leaned closer to her ear and whispered, “Why are you trying to leave before you help me put on the gift?”

Suppressing the urge to roll her eyes, Chu Jiuning smiled and removed his old earring, then opened the box and took out the new one.

Every movement she made was so gentle. He could even feel the warm breath she exhaled against his neck.

His hand, lightly placed on her waist, involuntarily tightened.