"Qi, you've really changed a lot. Are you..." Yuran didn't finish her sentence, sensing that he had become considerably more rogue in just a few days.
Bo Yan stared at her flushed face, his eyes deep and intensely hot, an irrepressible heat within them. Yuran quickly looked away, "Don't start anything; my back still hurts from last night."
Bo Yan laughed, his breath hot on her ear, "Baby, I haven't even done anything yet. What are you worried about?"
Yuran's face turned even redder, and she hastily stood up and walked toward the living room, Bo Yan watched her angry back with a chuckle.
After arranging the ingredients neatly, he washed some fruit and brought it out, sitting next to her, "Want some cherries?"
He fed her a cherry directly to her lips, and Yuran ate it, no longer minding the prior matter.
They discussed, "Shall we BBQ in the yard tonight?"
