Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

He pulled Jiang Yuning’s hand away from himself, then moved to the other side of the bed to avoid him.

Jiang Yuning moved closer to him, complaining, “Xi, why don’t you lean on me tonight?”

Mo Liuxi had goosebumps.

Judging by the words that came out of Jiang Yuning’s mouth, he and Nian Xi had slept together long ago. They had even gotten used to sleeping with each other. It was absurd for Nian Junting to keep such a strict watch over them. If only he knew the truth!

Mo Liuxi had reached the limit of his endurance. He took his phone out from the nightstand drawer, then turned on a lamp, took a picture and sent it to Yan Su along with a message—’A guy is trying to flirt with me and touch me in the middle of the night. I’m almost falling off the bed. I can’t sleep.’

The next morning, Yan Su picked up her phone to find a few WeChat messages from Mo Liuxi.

At midnight, he messaged—’I can’t sleep.’

At three o’clock in the morning, he sent her another message—’I really, really can’t sleep.’

At half-past four in the morning, he messaged—’He’s been trying to make out with me the whole night. How am I supposed to get through the next few nights?’

At five o’clock in the morning, he messaged—’I think I’m becoming gay.’

…

Yan Su found those messages mildly amusing but refrained from responding. It didn’t seem right. After a long while, she bit her lip and messaged back—’Come to my place tonight. You don’t need to go back to yours if you don’t want to…’

In the hotel. Nine o’clock in the morning. Mo Liuxi, who was brushing his teeth, spouted the water in his mouth when he read the message. Did Yan Su mean that he could go to her room tonight and sleep with her?

He couldn’t resist that temptation so early in the morning.

He washed his face with cold water and came out of the bathroom. On his way out, he saw Jiang Yuning. He reached out a hand, rubbed the latter’s chest and said, “Your chest is not soft at all.”

After saying that, he went out for breakfast with a big smile plastered on his face. Jiang Yuning shuddered, then hurriedly took out some sanitizer to disinfect himself.

…

Eight o’clock in the evening. The shooting of the Asian King of Singing was about to start.

Nian Junting and his family sat in the second row, which was about eight meters from the stage.

Ten minutes before the contest started, the audience behind them began to have intense discussions.

“I heard someone would be eliminated today. I wonder who’s gonna leave this time.”

“I don’t care. As long as it’s not Yan Su.”

“You’re right. She’s the prettiest among all the contestants this season. If she leaves, the show won’t be nearly as good.”

Hearing what those people said, Luosang felt so happy to be a friend of Yan Su.

Ten minutes later, the contestants each gave an opening show in succession. Every singer was outstanding. Luosang and her family lost themselves in their beautiful music and voices.

Unlike them, Mo Liuxi was getting antsy.

“When will Yan Su come on stage?”

“I don’t know.” Luosang shook her head and said, “They drew lots to determine the order. We’re not here just to listen to Susu All these singers are great. The live performances are just amazing.”

Mo Liuxi folded his arms. He had nothing to say. He’d never been interested in music. If it weren’t for Yan Su, he wouldn’t waste time sitting here feeling bored out of his mind.

Half-past nine. Yan Su finally came on stage as the final contestant. She was wearing a vivid red leather suit. Her lips were red, and her slim, sexy waist was exposed. She looked like an elf coming from a raging fire.

The venue was overwhelmed by screams.

Mo Liuxi was on fire too. His heart just went crazy whenever he saw her.

Yan Su could be sexy occasionally. Of course, he had seen her be both hot and shy. But today, wearing that suit and heels, she looked like a queen.

She gave such a wild performance on stage. She threw her head back, twisted her waist; her long, slender legs dazzled him.