After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

As dusk settled, the moon had already appeared in the sky outside the window, its light shining even brighter in the darkness.

A lonely crescent moon hung abruptly in the sky. As darkness gradually descended, the arrogant and unrestrained starlight around it finally gave the crescent moon some company.

The storm raged around the villa for nearly an hour.

Wen Ling had completely lost her sense of time.

Her whole body went limp, and she could only collapse onto Jiang Ran like a cute little bear.

Not daring to open his eyes to look at the austere suit she was wearing, Jiang Ran swallowed hard, disregarding everything else, and could only grit his teeth and carry Wen Ling out of the kitchen.

"Sis, why don't you sit on the sofa and rest for a while?"

Despite the warmth of the heating inside and the early winter weather outside, Jiang Ran's forehead was already covered in fine beads of sweat.

His voice was somewhat hoarse, and he sounded a little breathless.

"Go to my room."

In her arms, Wen Ling's voice was very muffled. She lowered her head, and the gold-rimmed glasses that always hung on her nose were nowhere to be seen...

"oh."

Jiang Ran responded, not daring to lower her head, and quickly walked towards the elevator.

This was his first time riding the elevator in this villa, but he never expected it to be like this...

However, he was not in the mood for sightseeing or appreciation right now.

His hands and feet were already feeling numb.

Fortunately, the elevator ascended quickly, and the doors opened shortly afterward.

"Elevator doors open."

A mechanical female voice rang out. Looking at the living room, which had the same layout as the one downstairs, with three rooms around it, Jiang Ran swallowed hard and asked, "Sis, which one is your bedroom?"

Wen Ling remained silent in his arms.

She simply raised her arm and pointed to the right.

Following the direction of her finger, Jiang Ran strode forward, opened the bedroom door with difficulty, quickened his pace, and gently laid Wen Lingping on the side of the bed.

Only now did he finally have a moment to observe Wen Ling's bedroom.

It was similar to his bedroom in layout, except that the furnishings were very simple, lacking bookshelves and the bed was the largest piece of furniture in the center of the room.

"You, get out..."

Wen Ling lowered her head and muttered something to Jiang Ran.

Her voice was so soft, like a mosquito's buzz, that Jiang Ran couldn't hear it clearly.

He bent down, tilting his head to bring his ear closer, "Sister, what did you say?"

The sudden heat from the air made Wen Ling's cheeks burn. She bit her lip and shouted angrily, her voice rising, "I said, you, get out!"

Jiang Ran heard it clearly this time.

Okay, okay, you're telling him to get lost right after you've used him?

You're really something!

Jiang Ran, who deliberately looked up to avoid looking at her suit, was no longer afraid, especially after what had just happened. He had completely seen through this woman's true colors!

"Sis, are you trying to deny everything once you lift your skirt?"

He muttered something under his breath, and remembering Wen Ling's dazed look just now, he became even bolder!

"You were just telling me to hurry up... Can't you speak properly? You could have just let me out for a bit, instead of telling me to get lost, and you were being so rude..."

"Snap—"

Before Jiang Ran could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain on his cheek, accompanied by a faint fragrance wafting over, and his face was violently thrown to the side!

Jiang Ran was stunned!

The heat had just subsided, and Wen Ling, still basking in the afterglow of their tender moment, knew all too well how embarrassing she had just been!

So she didn't dare to look up at Jiang Ran the whole way!

Now look what's happened! Jiang Ran was supposed to just go out as she was told, but he's now making sarcastic remarks about her right in front of her!

And he speaks so bluntly!

Wen Ling was furious. She gritted her teeth, stared intently at Jiang Ran, and shouted, "Get out!"

This was the first time Jiang Ran had ever been slapped by a woman.

He covered his face in a daze, and when he subconsciously looked back, he saw Wen Ling staring at him with eyes full of anger.

She wasn't wearing glasses.

The lingering tenderness in his eyes, the blush on his face from their recent intimacy, and the way his tightly pressed red lips extended down to the suit jacket draped halfway over his body...

He didn't dare look any further.

Because of that one glance, he knew that Wen Ling was truly angry.

Jiang Ran's eyes flickered, but she gently rubbed her numb left cheek and reminded her in a calm tone, "I will go out, but after you wash up, remember to change into some comfortable pajamas and come down for dinner. If you go to bed hungry, your stomach will feel uncomfortable tomorrow."

He left without looking at Wen Ling again, and turned to leave.

As the bedroom door closed, the temperature inside the room, which had just been occupied by an extra person, suddenly dropped.

Wen Ling felt a pang of sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly!

She had never suffered such injustice before...

No, this is utterly disgraceful!

She was the one who initiated it, and she was so angry that she said those things to Jiang Ran without any restraint, and even touched him inappropriately...

hateful!!!

Why didn't Ms. Zhou tell her that cooking like this is so comfortable!

It caused her to go from being proactive to being completely passive...

She had been drinking last time, and although she felt ashamed afterward, at least she could use being drunk to numb herself in normal times.

But this time, they didn't drink.

She remembered every single detail clearly, and even in her hallucination, she could feel Jiang Ran's body temperature...

Jiang Ran probably saw that embarrassing expression on his face...

What a shame!

Wen Ling subconsciously put her feet on the bed, curled up, and buried her face in her knees.

But when her eyes and knees came into close contact, she suddenly realized that she didn't know where her glasses had gone.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Wen Ling, who had been under constant mental stress for a long time, finally broke down!

She started pounding the bedding wildly like a madwoman!

After a period of unrestrained emotion, she finally calmed down!

The wildness that had just emanated from Jiang Ran flashed through her mind, and she felt her face burning hot.

As if she had a fever, she subconsciously raised her hand and pressed it to her forehead.

The scalding heat enveloped her palm, and in an instant, Wen Ling felt a wave of dizziness.

Her head felt like it was filled with cement; it was so heavy that she tilted to one side and fell onto the bed.

In a blur, Wen Ling felt a slight numbness in her palm. She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have slapped Jiang Ran just now...

......

Back downstairs, Jiang Ran rubbed her numb cheeks, but her lips twitched involuntarily a few times.

This woman never said she would have such a big mood swing!

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense.

Someone as cold and aloof as Wen Ling must have a lot on her mind. She has to maintain her cool exterior, so it seems like he's the only one she can vent to in private...

Come to think of it, it's because he talks too much. The moment Wen Ling opened her mouth, he could have just left. Why did he have to be so talkative?

Jiang Ran gently patted her mouth, reminding herself to be more careful next time.

He then picked up a towel and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, Jiang Ran changed into the pajamas she had brought and sat at the dining table playing on her phone while waiting for Wen Ling to come down.

However, Jiang Ran was taken aback when Wen Ling still hadn't come down after he had spent more than ten minutes finding a good caption, editing it, and sending it to his WeChat Moments.

"Is my sister not planning to eat?!"

Jiang Ran muttered to himself, somewhat confused.

He stared at the food in front of him, which was almost cold, and after thinking for a moment, he finally decided to personally take the food upstairs to Wen Ling.

It was placed at least outside her room.

He plated the dishes and carried the tray upstairs.

Standing in front of the bedroom door of the warm and cool room on the second floor.

Jiang Ran noticed that the bedroom door on the second floor was not completely closed, just as it had been when he came downstairs; it was still ajar.

His eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously pushed open the door.

The next second, he saw Wen Ling lying on the bed, her clothes disheveled, the bedding wrinkled everywhere, and her usually cold face now covered in a deep red...