Chapter 404: The Pinnacle of Life

Wen Ran watched as Fu Chenlie approached, quickly sitting up on the bed and warmly offering, "Honey, shall I dry your hair for you?"

"No need, it's already dried."

"Do you need a blow-dry? I'll get the hairdryer and blow it for you?"

He moved his lips slightly, "Short hair dries quickly, no need to blow-dry."

Wen Ran, "..."

When did Fu Chenlie become so blunt?

Her enthusiasm was rejected, so she lay back in bed, glancing at him ambiguously with only one thought left in her mind—

Awaiting affection.

He soon tossed the towel onto the floor-standing wardrobe next to the bed and uncovered the quilt to get into bed.

Just as he lay down, the man reached over to pull Wen Ran's arm, wrapping her in his embrace, capturing her lips, tracing them carefully, and his hands mischievously slipped under her clothes.

Wen Ran felt a ripple of excitement in her heart.

She hugged him tightly, matching his every move, feeling his patient appeasement and tenderness.