She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Han Xi stared intently at her with his dark eyes, neither answering nor speaking.

Fang Li felt unbearable under his gaze.

She wanted to move her body, but considering the almost zero-distance position between them, she forced herself to resist.

"Han Xi..." Her voice was very soft, trembling slightly, and she gently pushed against the chest of his white shirt with her small hand.

Han Xi looked down at her small hand resting on his chest, his voice even softer and hoarseer than hers, "Xiu Jin."

Fang Li: "......"

The man's dark eyes held a dazzling starlight, showering her with a gentle, warm light: "Call me Xiu Jin, or you can call me..."

".......What?"

His eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on her slightly flushed face. Suddenly, he leaned down, whispered two words in her ear.

"husband."

"..."

Fang Li was stunned, and a few seconds later her ears suddenly turned bright red.

She was completely enveloped by the man, her heart already pounding, on the verge of leaping into her throat, and yet the man showed no restraint, continuing to tease her.

Fang Li was speechless, her red lips moving slightly, "You..."

"Ok?"

Fang Li wanted to ask him why he could say such ambiguous things without blushing or skipping a beat, but before she could finish speaking, Han Xi's slender fingers landed on her chin.

Fang Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she felt her chin being gently pinched by cool fingers.

She nervously lifted her eyes slightly, only to meet those deep, dark eyes.

At this moment, scorching flames flickered inside, and although they had been extremely restrained, they still seemed capable of igniting everything.

Fang Li only needed to make eye contact with him once before her whole body went numb from the heat.

"You...you still haven't told me what you two talked about downstairs..."

Unable to express what she wanted to say, she could only change the subject to avoid panicking and falling into a trap.

Han Xi's fingers, which were pinching her chin, gently caressed her, the temperature of his fingertips gradually increasing from slightly cool to scalding hot, the heat penetrating through her skin and reaching Fang Li's body.

"I didn't say anything. I just discovered something very interesting, and I'll tell you about it when I have the chance."

His breathing was very light, but his chest, pressed against Fang Li's, rose and fell noticeably, and his strong heartbeat was clearly heard in her ears with each rise and fall of his chest.

Fang Li's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly said, "What interesting thing is it? Can't you tell me now?"

"No."

"......Why?"

"Because now, you and I have more important things to do."

He slowly withdrew his hand from her back, raised it to grasp her wrist, turned his palm over, gently intertwined his fingers, and then pressed them together above her head.

Fang Li's mind was completely blank; her breathing trembled slightly. Without thinking, she asked, "What...what are you doing?"

Han Xi seemed to smile.

His other hand, which was around her waist, moved up to gently stroke her cheek, his fingers lingering around her lips. "What do you think?"

His movements were gentle and loving, carrying an irresistible and irresistible desire. "Of course... it's you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man lying in the air narrowed his eyes and decisively leaned down.

His cool lips pressed tightly against hers, one hand gripping her wrist, the other tightly holding her waist, their two burning bodies pressed together, with no gap between them.

The unfinished business from last time has begun anew.

Like a bottle of strong liquor that hasn't been tasted yet, it becomes more and more fragrant and mellow after this period of fermentation.

The soft, large bed, the intertwined breaths, rising and falling, like a nocturne played quietly under the moonlight, every subtle whisper a declaration of longing for each other.

The petals encasing the flower's stamen gently fall away, and the warm palm softly caresses the delicate curves, like a spring breeze brushing against leaves, yet with an almost unbearable force, as if caressing or exploring an unknown territory.

"Ah Li, Ah Li..."

Han Xida gripped the slender waist beneath him, his body slightly lowered, just as he was about to make his next move, when the phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up, followed by a loud ringing!

The enchanting atmosphere of the room was interrupted.

Fang Li's body was still trembling, and she was startled by the sudden ringing of the bell.

Han Xi naturally heard it too. His handsome brows furrowed, and he glanced at the flickering screen before lowering his head to continue kissing those two rosy lips.

Fang Li tried to push it, but it wouldn't budge.

Before she knew it, she was caught in the man's passionate and fiery kiss.

The phone on the bedside table rang a few times and then stopped abruptly.

Han Xi moved quickly. He had been patient enough, and this time he was determined not to be interrupted by any unexpected event!

However, the room was quiet for only a few seconds before the phone on the bedside table lit up again and rang loudly once more.

The usually gentle ringtone seemed unusually impatient at this moment, ringing again and again, declaring the determination of the person on the other end of the line not to give up until the call was connected.

Han Xi frowned, seemingly resigned to his fate, and kissed Fang Li even more forcefully.

As the ringtone grew louder, his thin lips moved slightly, even tracing a path down his slender neck.

Fang Li's smooth, slender white arms gently hooked around his neck, her face turned away in unbearable embarrassment, her breath trembling uncontrollably.

She gasped for breath, her weak little hands pushing against his chest again, gently reminding him, "Han, Han Xi, telephone..."

Han Xi continued to move.

The phone on the bedside table went silent for a while, then started flashing and ringing again.

"Han Xi..."

Han Xi, whose thin lips had already slid down to Fang Li's collarbone, suddenly stopped, pressed his forehead against her chest and breathed heavily for a moment before abruptly standing up.

The scorching heat that had enveloped her suddenly vanished, and Fang Li felt a chill run through her body. She quickly pulled the blanket next to her over herself.

When she sat up, wrapped in the blanket, she saw a man whose shirt had been removed at some point, and whose belt was loosely draped around his waist. He was standing at the head of the bed with one hand on his hip and a gloomy expression.

His slender fingers gripped the phone, listening intently to the person on the other end, a gloomy look in his eyes suggesting he would rush over and strangle the other person if nothing important happened.

"explain."

Fang Li was still breathing slightly heavily.

She huddled under the covers, trying to calm herself, while quietly watching the man on the phone.

Noticing her gaze, Han Xi turned his head and gently stroked her messy hair.

While listening to his phone, he used his large hand as a comb, gently brushing her long hair.

Sudden.

The person opposite him said something, and his hand, which was combing his long hair, suddenly stopped.

"Where?"

A chilling glint flashed in his somber eyes.

"Watch closely, I'm coming right now."

The call ended quickly.

Meeting Fang Li's gaze, Han Xi frowned slightly and said, "Yang Miao has run into some trouble, I have to go out for a bit."

Yang Miao?

Fang Li was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered who Yang Miao was.

Han Xi had already picked up the shirt from the ground and started putting it back on.

Seeing this, Fang Li quickly bent down, pulled over her clothes, and began to put them on.

Seeing her actions, Han Xi was slightly taken aback, "You..."

"I'll go as well."

Seeing Han Xi's brows furrow slightly, and he was about to refuse, Fang Li quickly interrupted him, saying, "Although I don't know what happened to Yang Miao, she is a girl after all, so it will be more convenient for me to go."