The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

An Shijing was in high spirits. He helped the woman pick up the plate on the ground and handed it to her. "Eat something first to fill your stomach. Mom made noodles for you and told me to take you downstairs to eat if you wake up."

Xia Ran: "Mom knows I was in your room yesterday?"

"Yeah." The man answered briefly, but his face turned red.

The whole family was on the first floor just now. His mother asked him to ask Ranran to come down for dinner. Without much thought, he said that she was too tired last night and woke up too early in the morning, so she was still sleeping.

He still remembered the shocked looks his whole family gave him after he said this.

Even the usually steady eldest brother was choked up, and An You exaggeratedly blurted out at the dinner table: "Brother, did you and Ran Ran consummate your marriage last night?"

He nodded reluctantly as his mother's gaze changed from shock to relief and then to anger. Then Ms. Meng grabbed his ear and lectured him about how he didn't know the seriousness of the matter and didn't know how to be gentle with women.

In front of everyone at the dinner table, the sound was so loud that even Aunt Wu nearby could hear it.

At that time, his throat was blocked with shame and he just wanted to smash An You's mouth.

When Xia Ran changed her clothes and went downstairs, she also felt that the road leading to the first floor was a little heavy.

Mother An clearly said that she wanted Shi Jing to have a good rest, but she took the initiative to go to someone else's room yesterday. That's fine, but the whole family knew about it...

I am so ashamed to face people.

Xia Ran, who has lived for hundreds of years in several worlds combined, is too embarrassed to hold his face.

She quickened her pace, wanting only to go to the first floor to fill her stomach, finish the battle quickly, and then hide in her little room for the rest of the day.

An Shijing, who was walking behind, couldn't catch up with the woman in front of him who was determined to speed up her race. In just a few steps, she had left him a small distance behind.

"Miss Ranran, are you awake?" Aunt Wu, who was holding a big bag, greeted Xia Ran who was walking downstairs in silence.

Xia Ran had to slow down her pace and put on her most impeccable smile, "Aunt Wu, good afternoon," and glanced at the big bag in the old woman's hand, curiously, "What are you holding?"

Aunt Wu looked at the bag in her hand and smiled kindly, "Oh, this is the bedding from the second young master's room that he asked me to wash this morning."

Xia Ran: ...her bad mouth.

An Shijing couldn't help but squint his eyes as he looked at the figure in front of him who was petrified for a while and then walked faster.

The man stood on the steps, his eyes sparkling. His originally picturesque yet cold and distant eyebrows were tinged with layers of warmth, and now they looked like the first melting ice and snow, sparkling brightly.

His temperament now is very different from when he first returned to China.

Aunt Wu also felt that it was a correct decision for Mrs. An to marry such an excellent Miss Ranran to the second young master.

"Second Young Master, you and Miss Ranran are a perfect match. You will always be happy." She wished sincerely.

After An Shijing heard the old woman's words, his eyes and eyebrows lit up even brighter. "Thank you, Aunt Wu. I appreciate your good words."

Although Xia Ran had been praying in her heart not to meet Mother An before she reached the first floor, sometimes things just don't go as planned. As soon as she turned a corner, she saw Ms. Meng sitting on the sofa and looking at her with a smile.

She had no choice but to go over there.

"Mom." She was calling her this name more and more easily.

"Oh, Ranran, come here quickly." Mother An stood up hurriedly, took Xia Ran's hand and let her sit on the sofa, and carefully put a pillow behind her back.

After doing all this, she stood up again and said, "Don't move. You need to rest more. I'll go heat up the noodles for you."

Why would she bother her elders to heat up the meal for her?

Xia Ran just opened her mouth to speak, but Mother An stuffed a grape into her mouth again, "Don't move, I'll go."

After saying that, he hurriedly went to get noodles for her.

Xia Ran swallowed the juicy grapes in his mouth. They tasted good, sour and sweet.

An Shijing, who arrived later, also sat down next to her, took the bowl of grapes on the table and started peeling the grapes.

The hands with graceful lines like a work of art patiently pinched a small grape.

The dark purple grape skin was elegantly peeled off by the white and clean fingertips, revealing the clear green flesh inside.

"Open your mouth." The thin and powerful hand handed the peeled grapes to her mouth.

Xia Ran looked at the kitchen door in the distance where there was no movement yet, and felt a little shy.

She slowly bit off the grape on her fingertips. She was very careful and cautious, but her tongue tip still accidentally rolled over the man's fingertips.

The fingertips she had licked suddenly retracted, the movement so big that she was stunned and looked up at the man.

An Shijing had been staring at the woman.

He watched the woman slowly lower her head, open her rosy lips, revealing her white teeth and tender tongue tip, then touch the green crystal-like flesh, and finally suck with a little force, and the grape was rolled into her mouth.

He was clearly just eating grapes, but the erotic scenes from last night kept replaying in his mind.

Until his fingertips were scratched by a hot and wet object, he quickly withdrew his hand reflexively and stood up with a "bang", "I'll go tidy it up first."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Xia Ran, who stayed where he was, seemed to realize something, and his ears turned slightly red.

Mother An, who was standing at the kitchen door, was holding a bowl of hot tomato and beef brisket noodles. When she saw her son leave in a hurry, she walked forward leisurely.

This silly boy.

Corner of the second floor stairs.

Ning Zhirou, with delicate makeup, wearing a high-end custom-made FRtin dress and holding a rare brand-name bag in her hand, looked at Xia Ran, who was being served by a man and being fed noodles by Mother An herself. She pursed her lips tightly, and the hand holding the bag had turned white from exertion.

After finishing her noodles, Xia Ran ignored An Shijing who was still staying in her room and went straight back to her room to take a nap.

When she opened her eyes, she met the man's beautiful eyes. Not only was she lying in his arms, but her legs were also tightly clasped around him.

"When did you come in?"

How come she didn't notice at all that a living person was quietly lying next to her, and she was sleeping soundly and nestled in his arms peacefully?

Has the vigilance she was so proud of degenerated?

The man she questioned did not say anything, but chose to hug the woman in his arms tightly, "We are husband and wife, and it stands to reason that we should sleep in the same bed."

"You said it yourself before."

A man's voice came muffled from above my head.

Before, when they were in the villa, although they lived in the same room and slept in the same bed, they had never slept in the same bed because the woman was injured.

I have never slept with a woman in my arms.

But then again, even if they slept together back then, the feeling was completely different from now.

Now their bodies and souls were close together.

Okay, hearing the man say this, Xia Ran also lay on the man's chest. She was lying in the arms of the man she loved, and of course she was happy.

The two of them had not been intimate for a while before Brother An informed them to discuss Qiao Lang, who had been torturing An Shijing in Aguo.

For An Shijing, as long as he is still around, he is a time bomb.