As Xia Wanyuan ate the fruits Jun Shiling fed her, she replied to the director of the television station, "Okay, I'll definitely be on time."
Jun Shiling glanced at her message. "Tsk, so busy. Looks like Madam doesn't plan to leave any time for me?"
Xia Wanyuan took a bite of the cherry, and the sweet fragrance spread in her mouth. "I left you a live ticket."
A smile appeared in Jun Shiling's eyes. "Then I'll look for you after work."
Xia Wanyuan nodded. "Okay."
She had been filming outside for the past few days and had not prepared much for class. Now, Xia Wanyuan was seriously flipping through the notes in her hand. Jun Shiling fed Xia Wanyuan cherry after cherry.
Xia Wanyuan habitually bit and ate it.
Then, she was pulled into Jun Shiling's arms without warning. Her hot breath pressed down.
"Jun Shiling!" Xia Wanyuan pushed him. "Stop fooling around."
