The Wary Affections of The CEO

  What this man could give her should be more than just a kiss…

  No, no! How could she like this feeling? It was not right. How could he kiss her? How could he keep teasing her? How could he make her gradually get used to him and accept him?

  ”Do you like it?” Seeing her somewhat dazed look, Ke Nanyun felt very satisfied.

  ”No, no!” She blushed, awkwardly denying it.

  He stepped back, “So can you keep my secret?” She liked him, it was too obvious.

  ”You’re terrible!” She pushed him and turned to open the door and rush up the stairs.

  Too much! What made him think she would be dizzy from a kiss and stop asking questions?

  He underestimated her too much!

  ”Damn it,” Yuan Xingcan forcefully closed the door, breathing nervously.

  Before this kiss, she had completely not discovered how deeply attracted she was to him.

  Perhaps she had, but she could always restrain herself from thinking about it. But he kissed her… this was too unfair. She shouldn’t be affected by him, she shouldn’t care what he said or did.

  She had just ended a terribly unlucky relationship and didn’t want to fall in love with a rich young master like Ke Nanyun.

  Who knew if he was just playing with her, enjoying teasing her.

  ”No, no! I can’t keep thinking about this. I must leave here!” She said loudly to herself, turning and pulling open the door, but immediately took a step back.

  Because Ke Nanying was standing in the hallway, looking at her with a half-smile, “Where are you going?”

  ”Nowhere!” She quickly slammed the door shut, her heart beating wildly.

  What did he come up here for? Wasn’t that kiss enough for him?

  How did he view her? Why did he kiss her?

  The knocking on the next door made her both relieved and disappointed.

  So he came up to look for Xueyeye. So late, what else did he want to tell her?

  Could it be related to that man?

  She couldn’t help but imagine all possibilities when she heard Ke Nanyun calling: “Xueyeye?”

  Yuan Xingcan suppressed her awkward feelings and opened the door to ask: “What’s wrong?”

  ”She’s not responding,” he frowned. “She always sleeps lightly and couldn’t possibly not hear me knocking.”

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