At this moment, Ye Fanxing was still in her dreams when a warm kiss landed on her lips.
After a while, Ye Fanxing opened her eyes, realizing that she was yet again woken up by Fu Jingyu's kiss.
The elder man was quite fond of using this method to wake her up and he seemed to enjoy it enormously.
Ye Fanxing glanced at him groggily, then very obediently stretched her arm out to hug him. She buried her face in his chest. His shirt was made of cotton, which was very comfortable.
Fu Jingyu held her, like holding his own, little princess.
He gently said, "Not getting up yet?"
"What time is it?" Ye Fanxing asked with her eyes closed, wishing desperately to sleep a little longer.
Fu Jingyu told her the time, and looking at the lovely girl in his arms, gently stroked her soft hair, "Lunch with me later?"
Ye Fanxing was silent for a while before replying, "No need. You're so busy. It's quite inconvenient for you to come back and forth."