"Oh? Then I did it on purpose."
Xie Huaiye smiled and admitted that he had already reached the bedroom door.
He used his back to push open the slightly ajar door and led her inside.
The curtains in the room were half-drawn.
The soft sunlight after the rain shone in, casting long shadows on the floor.
Xie Huaiye did not put her down immediately.
Instead, it was done in the form of an embrace.
He gently pressed Yan Ning against the door and lowered his head to kiss her again.
This kiss was more lingering than before.
Yan Ning's hand, which had initially been pushing him away, gradually lost its strength.
She slowly climbed onto Xie Huaiye's shoulder.
Between breaths, she mumbled a protest:
"...My hair isn't completely dry yet."
Xie Huaiye then stepped back slightly.
Her forehead was still pressed against Yan Ning's forehead, her breathing slightly heavy.
"Then I'll help you."
His voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of doting:
Anyway... we have a whole day.
After saying that, he finally put Yan Ning down, but his hand around her waist did not loosen at all.
Yan Ning tried to slip away as soon as his feet touched the ground.
But he pulled her back into his arms, and the two of them fell onto the soft bed together.
Xie Huaiye propped himself up on his arms above her, a smile in his eyes, and asked softly:
"Are you still running now...?"
Yan Ning's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, but she smiled with her lips pursed.
Finally, she reached out and hooked her arm around his neck.
...
The warm sunlight streamed into the bedroom, landing on the disheveled sheets.
Xie Huaiye's arm was still around Yan Ning's waist, holding her in his arms.
“Ningning…”
His voice was low, and his lips gently brushed against Yan Ning's earlobe:
"How about one more time?"
Yan Ning shrank back, pressing her fingers against his firm chest, and muttered softly:
"No... I'm exhausted... Go away..."
Xie Huaiye chuckled, not only not letting go, but instead flipping over to cover her completely.
Their noses brushed against each other, their breaths mingling passionately.
"But I want it."
He acted like a rogue, lowering his head to search for Yan Ning's lips again.
"Ding ding ding!"
Just then, the phone on the bedside table rang inconsiderately.
Xie Huaiye paused, his brows immediately furrowing.
He clicked his tongue and grabbed his phone with extreme impatience.
"Hello?" The tone was so cold it could freeze you to death.
"Mr. Xie, we're all in the conference room. When... will you arrive?"
On the other end of the phone, Assistant Li cautiously reminded Xie Huaiye of the important meeting at noon.
Xie Huaiye closed his eyes for a moment before he finally remembered.
He exhaled, suppressing his temper:
"Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Xie Huaiye looked back at the person beneath him.
Yan Ning looked at him with sparkling eyes, a little smug.
It's as if it's saying, "See, you have to go now."
Xie Huaiye lowered his head and kissed Yan Ning hard.
He rubbed his cheek against her cheek affectionately.
"Wait for me to come back." His voice was deep and his meaning was clear.
Yan Ning's face flushed, and she quickly pushed him, "Let's go, let's go!"
Xie Huaiye then reluctantly got up.
After getting dressed, he looked back at Yan Ning several times before leaving.
The room fell silent, leaving only the sunlight and Xie Huaiye's lingering scent.
Yan Ning lazily reached for her phone.
She snuggled into the blankets, still warm from Xie Huaiye's body, and aimlessly scrolled through Weibo.
Suddenly, a private message popped up.
Sender: Xu Yinyin
Yan Ning blinked, thinking she had misread it.
Xu Yinyin, the female celebrity with 50 million fans who has recently dominated the trending topics?
She opened the private message; the message was very brief:
"Miss Yan Ning, hello. I apologize for bothering you. I've encountered some... inexplicable trouble, and on the recommendation of a friend, I've come to you for help. I wonder if I could spare a moment of your time? The matter is very urgent."
Yan Ning checked the account information and gold certification mark several times.
It really is Xu Yinyin! That popular female celebrity!
Yan Ning replied to Xu Yinyin.
The two arranged to meet in a private room at a members-only café that prioritizes customer privacy.
When Yan Ning arrived, Xu Yinyin was already there.
She was bundled up tightly, with her hat pulled very low.
Until the waiter leaves the private room and closes the door.
She then carefully removed her mask and sunglasses.
The face that was revealed still had delicate features.
Yet it had an unnatural pallor.
His eyes had dark circles under them, and his lips were dry and chapped.
She seemed to have been tormented by something invisible, exuding a sense of fragility and unease.
She is completely different from her glamorous image on screen.
"Miss Yan, thank you for agreeing to see me."
Xu Yinyin's voice trembled slightly as she held the coffee cup helplessly in her hands.
“Miss Xu, don’t be so polite. You said you’ve encountered some trouble?” Yan Ning smiled and softened her voice.
Xu Yinyin took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up her courage.
"I...I feel like I'm being entangled by something."
Her eyes darted around in fear for a moment, and she lowered her voice, "For the past two weeks, I've always felt like there's someone next to me. I can't see them, but I can sense them."
"When I sleep at night, I feel like someone is standing at the head of my bed watching me, pressing down on me so I can't breathe, and I often wake up from nightmares..."
"Things in the house will move inexplicably, and sometimes I can even hear faint crying sounds..."
She became more and more agitated as she spoke, her fingers twisting together:
"I've gone to temples to pray and consulted so-called masters, but nothing worked. In fact, it seems to be getting more and more...excited?"
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