Writing History

Despite Yu Zhen's great suggestion about sealing the deal, there were more pressing issues at hand. Li Xueyue knew they were too indulgent. A small kiss would turn into a heated one. It would not take long for the things on his desk to be pushed aside, and lovemaking to follow right there and then.

"Back to Duke Han," she said, much to Yu Zhen's dismay. He grumbled under his breath.

Li Xueyue smiled at this. He was always so solemn in front of others, surely no one would believe there was actually this side to him. 

"What about that senile man?" Yu Zhen grunted, irritated that she had rejected him so many times. What could possibly go wrong from having a bit of fun during serious talks? 

Yu Zhen did not think his patience would be tested to such an extent. Li Xueyue was tempting, even when she argued against him. Somehow, it enticed him further…especially seeing her pursed lips and concentrated expression.