Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In a daze, Qiao Lian felt as though her chest was pinned under a large piece of warm rock.

A familiar masculine scent wafted into her nostrils, causing her to try and open her eyes, in an attempt to see exactly what was happening.

However, since she had stayed awake late into the night, she was currently extremely tired.

As she waged a war with her eyelids, she heard a soft voice. It was as though the voice was emanating from the deepest parts of her memories, and it was loud enough for her to think that it was being spoken right beside her ear. The voice said, “Xiao Qiao, why are you so good to me?”

Xiao Qiao: …

The familiar greeting, in addition to the unique way the word ‘Qiao’ was spoken, caused her to reminiscence events from the past, even if they had happened so many years ago.

She abruptly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Shen Liangchuan’s bottomless gaze.

She stared at him blankly. The familiar person that she saw was starting to make her want to cry.

However, before she could regain her composure, her mouth got overwhelmed by his tongue. It was gentle, like nothing else she had ever experienced, and it was slowly sucking out all the air in her mouth. Twisting and turning, it would make any person rapidly surrender to its persistence.

Qiao Lian unconsciously hugged his waist and reciprocated the kiss.

On this night, he was uncharacteristically gentle, as though he was teasing her. In a flash, Qiao Lian was overwhelmed…

The next day, Qiao Lian awoke and found herself on the large bed inside the master bedroom.

The soreness spreading across her body reminded her of last night’s wonderful dream. Immediately, her face turned bright red.

She laid for a while on the bed before getting up to bathe. Once she had finished, she went downstairs. But when she spotted a figure in the kitchen in the corner of her eye, she abruptly stopped.

She looked over in disbelief and saw Shen Liangchuan sitting in the dining room. He was eating.

This guy hadn’t left the mansion yet?

She seemed to recall that Song Cheng had reminded her yesterday that he had to go to an event today.

Could it be that… yesterday’s events had affected him after all?

As she thought of this, she frowned deeply. It looked like she had to deal with things at a faster pace.

After she finished thinking, last night’s crazy events flooded into her mind again.

Qiao Lian’s face immediately turned bright red.

As she thought about how she had to eat with him face-to-face… she felt her heart almost burst out of her chest.

Fine, she wasn’t going to eat!

She lowered her head and silently tiptoed, trying to sneak out of the mansion.

At this moment, a servant walked out of the kitchen, saw her and said, “Madam! It’s time for breakfast!”

Qiao Lian: …!

When Shen Liangchuan heard the servant’s voice, he slowly turned his head to look in its direction and saw Qiao Lian standing on tiptoes. He raised his eyebrows when he noticed that she had instantly stood stock-still, with her gaze directed at the ceiling. She stretched her arms and said, “Ah, I’m stretching my muscles.”

That look… was she embarrassed?

Shen Liangchuan’s cold expression turned a few degrees warmer as he continued eating his porridge.

After some time, she walked in, dragging her feet the entire way, and sat beside him. Then, like an extremely hungry ghost, she picked up the bowl and started guzzling the porridge in big gulps by tilting the entire bowl, as though she was determined to finish her breakfast in a matter of seconds and then head to work.

Shen Liangchuan put down his chopsticks and stared at her.

Feeling his gaze staring at her, she slowly turned her head.

As he saw her wary expression, Shen Liangchuan suddenly felt like teasing her, “Ms. Qiao, did you sleep well last night?”

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