Ah Xuan, Come Here

"Xuan, come here." Su Hua's voice was slightly hoarse as she spoke.

Lin Xuan knew that if he refused Hua, she had a hundred ways to make him relent.

He could only resign himself to his fate and walk over.

Just as he reached the bedside,

Su Hua reached out and pulled, causing Lin Xuan to tumble onto the bed.

Su Hua leaned over, her soft body pressing down on Lin Xuan.

With a click,

Su Hua turned off the room light.

An ambiguous atmosphere lingered in the room.

In the darkness, Su Hua's soft lips found Lin Xuan's.

Their lips and tongues intertwined.

The room was quiet, filled only with the sound of their kiss.

While kissing, Su Hua's hand wandered restlessly across Lin Xuan's chest.

Lin Xuan was stirred by Su Hua, his heart racing, his body tense.

The tension was palpable, ready to ignite at any moment.

Su Hua pulled open the clothes on Lin Xuan's chest and gently bit him there.

Just as Lin Xuan thought Su Hua would proceed to the next step, she moved away from him.

She lay down beside him, just like when they slept, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

A picture of a delicate woman leaning on her man.

"Goodnight, Xuan." Su Hua leaned in again, kissed Lin Xuan's cheek, and then closed her eyes.

Lin Xuan looked down puzzledly at the little temptress in his arms.

Was that... it?

Hua didn't take things further with him?

Lin Xuan was somewhat skeptical.

Did Hua really just let him off like that?

After waiting for about two minutes,

the sound of Su Hua's even breathing reached his ears.

Lin Xuan confirmed that Su Hua was truly asleep.

Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

It seemed he had overthought it; Hua really hadn't intended to go further.

Only... he had been thoroughly aroused by her just now.

He'd probably need to wait for that fire to subside before he could fall asleep.

Worried about waking Su Hua and having her lure him back into bed,

Lin Xuan could only lie still, not moving a muscle, waiting for it to dissipate on its own.

Half an hour later,

Lin Xuan also closed his eyes.

When he woke up the next day, the figure of a certain young woman was already gone from beside him.

Lin Xuan mused inwardly.

Hua truly lived up to her reputation as a work machine; so diligent.

Not like him, who just wanted to dump work on his subordinates.

Lin Xuan went downstairs and enjoyed a comfortable breakfast.

Butler Wang, not seeing any dark circles under Lin Xuan's eyes, knew that Lin Xuan and their Miss hadn't done that last night.

So, he didn't bring out the specially prepared tonic soup.

"Young Master Lin, Miss said she's busy with work at noon and won't be coming back."

"Okay, I understand." Lin Xuan nodded.

Since Hua wasn't coming back, he should take advantage of today to rest properly.

Such comfortable, leisurely opportunities were rare.

Butler Wang added, "Young Master Lin, Miss also said if you miss her, you can go to the company to find her."

"No." Lin Xuan said seriously, "If Hua isn't coming back, the company must have a lot of work. I'd better not disturb her."

Joking aside, how could he possibly go to Su Corporation to find Hua?

Hua loved office play. If he went to the company, Hua would definitely drag him into doing that kind of thing.

He needed a good rest today; he couldn't walk right into the trap.

After the meal, Lin Xuan sat on the sofa playing with his phone.

A fruit platter was on the coffee table.

Whenever he wanted fruit, a male servant would feed him. How pleasant!

Old Master Su was terribly bored at home.

He called Butler Wang.

"Master." Butler Wang said respectfully.

Old Master Su asked, "Old Wang, do Hua and Xuan have any plans today?"

Butler Wang replied, "Miss went to the company early to handle work. She probably won't be back until 5 PM. As for Young Master Lin, he's currently in the living room looking at his phone and watching TV. He likely doesn't have any plans yet."

Old Master Su's eyes lit up.

Hua wasn't home, only Xuan was there. Perfect.

He could have a good chat with Xuan.

Lately, he'd been so bored at home alone.

Every time he came to Night Garden to chat with Xuan, if Hua was there and saw him talking with Xuan for too long, she would glare daggers at him.

With Hua not home, perfect, no one to disturb him and Xuan.

"Good, I understand." Old Master Su couldn't hide his excitement.

"Old Wang, tell Xuan I'll be there shortly."

"Yes, Master."

Butler Wang respectfully acknowledged.

After hanging up, remembering Su Hua's previous instructions, he called Su Hua.

"What is it?" Su Hua's cold voice came through the phone.

"Miss." Butler Wang said respectfully, "The Master just called. He said he wants to come and chat with Young Master Lin."

"Miss, should we allow the Master to enter?"

Previously, the Miss had said that every time the Master came, he had to inform her first.

Su Hua frowned.

Her fingertips tapped lightly on the desk.

She wasn't home now, Xuan might get bored. Grandpa coming over could just right keep Xuan company.

Besides, even if he didn't come this time, he would next time.

Might as well let him come when she's not at Night Garden, so he wouldn't occupy her future time with Xuan.

"Mhm." Su Hua nodded, "Let him come."

"Yes, Miss."

After informing Su Hua, Butler Wang came to notify Lin Xuan.

"Young Master Lin, the Master will be coming to see you shortly."

Lin Xuan nodded, "Okay."

He quite liked Grandpa Su.

It would be nice if he came over.

Old Master Su arrived quickly. As soon as he entered the living room, Lin Xuan stood up from the sofa and went to greet him.

"Grandpa Su, have you had lunch? Night Garden has prepared food. Would you like to have some?" Lin Xuan said, supporting Old Master Su's arm.

Old Master Su thought of the delicious, aromatic meals he'd had at Night Garden before.

He couldn't help but swallow.

"Just right, I'm hungry. I'll eat at Night Garden then," Old Master Su said.

The butler from the Su family's old residence looked at Old Master Su with confusion.

Hadn't the Master just eaten before coming over?

Hungry again already?

Old Master Su followed Lin Xuan into the dining room.

He picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

His brows furrowed slightly.

"This isn't right."

The taste wasn't right.

Although it was still quite tasty, it was only at the level of an ordinary five-star chef. Even though he hadn't tasted Xuan's braised pork, he felt this was still far from what Xuan could make.

"What's not right?" Lin Xuan asked, puzzled.

Butler Wang asked, "Xuan, who cooked today's meal?"

Lin Xuan replied, "The chef at Night Garden did. Is there a problem?"

He rarely cooked himself, only occasionally on a whim, or when Hua was in a bad mood, or when he had done something guilty.

"It's nothing, I was just saying." Old Master Su shook his head.

He sighed inwardly.

It seemed he wouldn't have the luck to taste a meal personally cooked by Xuan today.

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