"Su Mo, you've soaked the pillow too." She nudged him, and Su Mo gave her a couple of pecks on her collarbone before looking up at her.
"I'll go get a different one."
He finally stood up, the pressure instantly dissipated, and Jiang Jianhuan breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Su Mo noticed this and gave her a half-smile.
"I've let you press down for so long and you didn't complain, but you can't take it after just a little bit?"
Jiang Jianhuan: "........."
Even though he had a serious expression, why did his words sound so lewd?
She glared at Su Mo, then rolled into the quilt, pulled it up, and buried her face in it.
Su Mo looked at the person whose only remaining feature was their hair, smiled, and tidied up the wet pillow.
Only after hearing the footsteps in the room disappear did Jiang Jianhuan show her face. She glanced around and saw that Su Mo was gone. She heard the sound of a hairdryer coming from the living room, which put her at ease. She then closed her eyes again.
After an unknown amount of time, the blanket wrapped around Jiang Jianhuan was pulled off. Jiang Jianhuan was still half asleep and was about to protest when her lips were covered. Warm, wet liquid was poured in. Su Mo fed her a mouthful and then stopped.
Jiang Jianhuan hadn't felt thirsty before, but his actions made her thirsty. She felt it wasn't enough, so she chased after him, pestering him for more.
Su Mo felt a surge of heat rising within him from her breath, and not wanting to hold back, he lifted the blanket and pressed himself against her again.
The next day, when Jiang Jianhuan met up with her colleague at the airport, she was still yawning, and her colleague looked at her with concern.
Didn't you sleep well last night?
Jiang Jianhuan nodded haphazardly.
I not only didn't get enough rest, I was busy until midnight. But thankfully, I finally managed to calm everyone down.
She thought about it and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Men are so hard to please.
Su Mo brought her here in the morning. Jiang Jianhuan was so sleepy that she slept the whole way. She was wrapped in a big coat and curled up in the seat, completely unaware of the noise around her.
Su Mo stopped the car and was about to call her. However, seeing that most of Jiang Jianhuan's face was buried in her clothes, with only her delicate eyebrows and eyes showing, Su Mo didn't know why, but he leaned over and pressed his lips to hers.
He gently kissed her eyes and forehead for a while, but Jiang Jianhuan still showed no signs of waking up. Instead, she snuggled comfortably against his shoulder. Su Mo couldn't help but chuckle, pulled down her clothes, and kissed her lips.
Jiang Jianhuan almost suffocated. When she opened her eyes because she couldn't breathe, Su Mo was still kissing her. But when he realized she was awake, he quickly pulled away and smiled at her with bright red lips.
"woke up?"
"What are you doing! I almost couldn't breathe!" Jiang Jianhuan complained, while Su Mo's smile widened.
"Awaken my Sleeping Beauty."
"..." Her heart was beating faster for no reason, and her already flushed cheeks became even hotter.
"Smooth-talking," she muttered under her breath, then opened the car door and got out.
Su Mo went to the trunk to get her luggage and escorted her inside until she ran into this colleague before leaving.
The long flight was extremely tiring, even though the taxi was right next to romantic and beautiful Paris. As soon as Jiang Jianhuan entered the hotel, she collapsed onto the bed, sinking into the soft and comfortable bedding, feeling completely relaxed.
She sent Su Mo a message to let her know she was safe, and he quickly video-called her. Her female colleague, who lived with her, was in the bathroom. Jiang Jianhuan answered the video call with peace of mind and showed him the hotel environment.
It was evening on his end. Jiang Jianhuan glanced at the time; it was past eleven, already quite late. Yet Su Mo was still dressed and ready.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" She was chatting with him while lying on the bed. Su Mo looked a little awkward when he heard the question.
"I'm going to sleep right away."
“But you’re still in the studio.” Jiang Jianhuan squinted at him, scrutinizing the background, and made out the difference.
"...I'm writing a song." After a few seconds, Su Mo admitted it, quickly trying to salvage the situation.
"I was just about to go to sleep."
"Goodnight, I need to rest too." Jiang Jianhuan waved to him, and Su Mo glanced at her a few times with some reluctance before Jiang Jianhuan ended the video call.
She had just ended the call when her female colleague from another department came out of the restroom. Her name was Tang Qing.
"Who are you chatting with? Your boyfriend," she joked, as she tidied her clothes with a hanger.
Jiang Jianhuan smiled and hummed in agreement.
"Wow, I guessed right!"
"What kind of person is he?" Tang Qing, who was about the same age as her, looked surprised and delighted upon hearing this and immediately asked curiously.
The two weren't very familiar with each other at the company, but they got to know each other through conversations on the plane during the more than ten-hour flight. What's more, they would be spending another two weeks together.
Most people seem to be curious about gossip, especially women.
Jiang Jianhuan thought for a moment and then answered.
"Excellent, self-reliant. Has a lot of flaws, but for me...not bad." She gave a cautious and honest assessment, but felt a little uneasy afterward.
It seems... it's more than just "not bad".
If it weren't for the misunderstanding a few years ago, Jiang Jianhuan's evaluation of him would probably be:
—It has a lot of flaws, but it's very good to me.
Thinking about it that way, I didn't feel too guilty anymore.