Before the message was delivered to Bao Ye, he had just peeled a grape. The crystal-clear grape seemed particularly alluring at his sharply defined fingertips.
But Jiang Ruan distinctly felt that his mood wasn't good now.
After the bodyguard came back to talk to him just now.
It's unclear what the bodyguard said.
Perhaps he was deliberately avoiding her.
The bodyguard spoke in South African, which she didn't understand at all, so she asked Bao Ye, who just said it was nothing.
But as his bedmate, would Jiang Ruan not understand him? That moment just now, his emotions were clearly fluctuating intensely.
Lips pressed against the grape, hearing Bao Ye coax, "Be good, open your mouth."
Jiang Ruan lifted her gaze and met his pitch-black eyes, her gaze shifting.
Obediently, she opened her mouth, but as she bit into the grape, she mischievously also bit his fingertip.
A warm sensation shot straight to her head.
