Huo Jingtang's suit jacket and tie lay on the ground, his white shirt undone at three buttons, revealing a clearly defined and sexually appealing chest with a lazy appearance, so handsome it hardly seemed real.
"Xi Yan, you've got a lot of nerve!" Huo Jingtang said coldly.
Bai Xuexiao had been standing behind Xi Yan all along, watching as anger rose in Huo Jingtang's eyes—a dangerous sign.
He pulled Xi Yan behind him and used a more humorous tone to defuse the crisis, "Brother, everyone is waiting for you at the hotel, yet here you are, enjoying a sweet world of two with Yucen. That hardly seems fair, does it? I know you've been dying to see Yucen over these three years, and now that she's back, there'll be plenty of time to be intimate later. It's not something to rush. And Xi Yan is just worried you might be too passionate and Yucen might not be able to handle it."
"When did you become so talkative?" Huo Jingtang said as he sat on the bed, slowly fastening his shirt buttons.
