Yan Su shuddered.

He was right. The paparazzi were everywhere nowadays.

She was thinking about that yesterday, but then she got drunk and forgot about it. Taking the breast pump to the airport was not an option. If the airport security asked her to open her suitcase, the other members of the film crew would see it.

She was surprised that Mo Liuxi still kept that in mind.

“Just a minute.”

She turned and walked into the room. Her mind was still not clear, so it took her a while to remember where she put it.

She took it out and handed it to Mo Liuxi.

He took it, but she didn’t let it go.

“What? You don’t want to bring it home, do you? Didn’t you say that it’s manual and not handy enough?” Seeing her red cheeks and feeling her hesitation, Mo Liuxi raised his eyebrows.

“No…” Yan Su stuttered. “Can I… borrow it again? I had too much alcohol yesterday, and we’ll fly back to China tomorrow. We need to stop for a transfer. That’ll be over ten hours…”

She didn’t finish, but she figured that he should be able to understand her meaning.

Mo Liuxi nodded. “So, do you want to stay here and wait until you finished with it?” he said.

Yan Su nodded. He was smart.

“How long?”

“Ten… twenty minutes,” Yan Su mumbled.

“So long?” Mo Liuxi knocked on his watch. “I need to get back to sleep. It’s the middle of the night.”

“How about… I send it to you when I’m finished?” Yan Su stuttered.

“But you’d have to wake me up in that way. It’ll be the same.” Mo Liuxi abruptly made a step toward her. The light poured on his face, emphasizing his deep, mysterious eyes. “I think the only simple and efficient way to do this is to let me solve the problem for you.”

Yan Su’s eyes widened in shock. What happened earlier at the theater flashed across her mind. She made two steps backward and then her legs bumped into the edge of the bed. As a result, she sat down on the bed.

Mo Liuxi put a hand on the edge of the bed, and slowly lowered his head, wearing a wicked smile.

…

Ten minutes later, Mo Liuxi left delightedly with a small bag.

Hearing the door close, Yan Su stuck her head out of the quilt. A shoulder of hers exposed in the air. After spending a short while in a daze, she covered her head again with the quilt, feeling ashamed.

She felt too ashamed to face anyone again.

Thankfully, she would fly home tomorrow morning. She would feel utterly embarrassed to see him again.

This time, her interaction with him ended in such a weird way. Neither of them mentioned anything about their real feelings. She wondered what would happen next time.

…

The next morning, Mo Liuxi stood before the window, looking at the sky.

Yan Su’s plane should have left already. Not only her, but Ji Nuanyi, Cheng Sheng and the other stars had also left early. They had spent too much time in Venice already.

Suddenly, Venice didn’t seem interesting anymore.

He packed his suitcases early, then went to say goodbye to Li Ming.

“Didn’t you tell me on our way here that you’ll take me to Rome for delicious food?” Li Ming glared at him.

“This is Italy. What else can you possibly find apart from pasta?” Mo Liuxi said lazily. “Just go back to China as soon as possible. China has such a rich food culture. I promise that no other country can compete with our food.”

“That’s not what you said before,” Li Ming said. “You have no mood to stay because Yan Su has left already. Am I right?”

“That’s not true. I’m making a trip back to Luxembourg. I don’t come to Europe a lot. Since I’m here now, I’m gonna go and visit my grandfather, who is, unfortunately, still alive.” Mo Liuxi waved at Li Ming and then left.