939 Dare to Do It but No Guts to Admit It? (1/2)

Song Yao, who got what she wanted, was in a marvelous mood the entire day. She even couldn't resist calling Lin Nuan to tell her the good news…

Lin Nuan, who had reached the new house with Fu Huai'an and Tuan Tuan, was likewise in a wonderful mood. It was just that Song Yao's call came at the wrong time.

Tuan Tuan planned to buy a few little toys to decorate his bedroom. Little Lu offered to accompany Tuan Tuan outside, so Fu Huai'an and Lin Nuan were the only ones left in the house. Could Fu Huai'an hold himself back under such circumstances?

The minute Tuan Tuan left the house, Fu Huai'an pulled Lin Nuan into the bedroom and kicked the door closed with his foot, unable to resist pinning her against the door and kissing her.

After locking the door and taking off Lin Nuan's jacket, as the two of them were kissing passionately and unable to part with one another, the phone in Lin Nuan's pocket started vibrating.

Lin Nuan was afraid something had happened with the shoot, so she forcibly pushed Fu Huai'an away and parted lips with him. She then took out her phone and glanced at it, all the while with messed up breathing…

Seeing that it was Song Yao, Fu Huai'an said in a raspy voice, ”Return her call in a while!”

”What if… she's calling about an important matter!”

Lin Nuan took two deep breaths, then put the call through.

Fu Huai'an inevitably felt that the mood was ruined, so he punishingly lowered his head and gently bit Lin Nuan on the neck.

”Ouch…”

Lin Nuan felt a touch of pain. She returned the favor with her petite hand, pinching Fu Huai'an's firm waist in protest.

”Nuan Nuan, I'm going to learn French. I feel that this is excellent antenatal training…” Song Yao was sitting on the sofa and browsing through the learning material Saihand brought over, clearly in a good mood.

”Mm! Is anything else the matter?” Lin Nuan asked. ”I'm a little busy here, so I'll call you later…”

Lin Nuan's single hand could no longer hold off Fu Huai'an's large hand that was naughtily sneaking under her clothes. She felt her body burn up and was unable to chat properly with Song Yao.

”Okay! You go get busy!” Song Yao didn't suspect that anything was amiss. ”Return my call when you're free…”

”Alright…”

Lin Nuan replied. Her finger had just tapped on her phone to hang up the call when Fu Huai'an turned her face sideways and kissed upon it. As he pinned both of her arms above her head, her phone fell to the ground.

Fu Huai'an very gently pecked Lin Nuan from her lips to her jaw, then on her neck, gently sucking on it, making Lin Nuan let out a delicate moan involuntarily.

Song Yao, who hadn't hung up the phone yet, paused in surprise, her face blushing completely. She frantically pressed on the end call button. Unable to hold her phone steady, it fell to the ground. Song Yao hurriedly picked up her phone and squeezed it tightly to her chest, her heart rate escalating to 180.

Were Lin Nuan and Fu Huai'an… doing that something?

Ya! If that was the case, her phone call was made at the wrong time!

Song Yao flushed from head to toe instantly, like a thoroughly cooked prawn.

The shocked Song Yao caressed her tummy. ”Baby, be good… you heard nothing just now! Nothing at all!”

Song Yao didn't know if she was saying those words to herself or the baby in her tummy.

After a long while, Song Yao managed to calm down. Seeing the French learning materials Saihand sent over just now, she flipped open a book and skimmed through it.