The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind

Jiang Nanshu couldn’t fathom Lu Qingyan’s attitude. Ordinarily, he was quite easy to appease and even-tempered, but now she couldn’t see through him at all.

"Not on purpose, oh, no matter how I explain it, it’s not right. If I can’t make it right, then forget it, let’s break up!"

Lu Qingyan’s body tensed imperceptibly.

After a long moment, he hugged her back, his head lowered, his chin resting on the hollow of her shoulder, "Don’t make me worry, I almost called the police."

"I’m sorry... I didn’t know you’d be so anxious because I disappeared," Jiang Nanshu said softly, "I know my mistake, I’ll respond to you the second I get your messages from now on."

Lu Qingyan only tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

Jiang Nanshu released him, her lips curving up into a beautiful arch, "Good boy."

This issue seemed temporarily resolved with Lu Qingyan’s compromise.

Neither of them brought it up again, so when Lu Qingyan wanted to stick close to her that night, Jiang Nanshu didn’t refuse. What worried her most was how Lu Qingyan, a vigorous young man, could possibly hold back.

Sure enough, once they got into bed, his demeanor changed completely. He was like a dog, ceaselessly nipping at her, leaving marks on her skin which almost led to a mishap, making Jiang Nanshu’s skin ache from the friction, her fair skin marked with red.