"I just wanted to ask whether the lady would like to brush her teeth before taking a bath, where might the lady's thoughts have wandered off to?"
Ye Ranran: "..." Why does she feel like she's been tricked again?
"But if you're anticipating this much, I won't refuse, will I?" Jun Mochan chuckled softly.
Not giving Ye Ranran a chance to speak,
The next day, Ye Ranran woke up in Jun Mochan's arms.
When she stirred slightly, Jun Mochan opened his eyes. The next second, his voice, gentle enough to intoxicate, whispered in her ear, "Awake?"
"Aren't you going to work?" Ye Ranran snuggled into his chest, a hand draped around his neck.
He had been careful all night to avoid her hand, so he didn't hurt her.
"I'll go later. What were you discussing at S.Z yesterday?"
Questioning her early in the morning?
"I was just asking about the release date of the next issue, and things like its style." Mainly because her hand hadn't healed, and she wanted to know if she could make it in time.