"Ding-dong-" The suite's doorbell shattered the charged atmosphere between them.
Shen Yanci pretended not to hear it and deepened the kiss.
"Mmph-" A blush spread across the young man's cheeks, and he signaled with his eyes for Shen Yanci to answer the door.
Shen Yanci brushed his fingertips over the young man's chin and earlobe, sending a faint current through him.
The young man couldn't stop trembling, his mind going hazy for a moment.
"Ding-dong-" The suite's doorbell rang again.
Song Yunxing snapped out of it, his face flushed bright red, and blindly kicked at the man's lower body. "Stop kissing me! Go answer the damn door!"
"Ugh, that was vicious. You almost kicked my..."
Meeting the young man's glistening, tender eyes, Shen Yanci swallowed again.
But the young man curled his whole body up, an unmistakable warning in his eyes.
Shen Yanci let out a long breath and struggled to his feet, taking quite a while to compose himself.
The person outside kept persistently ringing the doorbell.
Shen Yanci irritably raked a hand through his hair, dragged his feet to the entrance, and opened the door.
The show's assistant director stood outside, holding a production schedule in one hand and two phones in the other.
"You finally came out. Here are your phones, and tomorrow..." The assistant director looked up.
Shen Yanci's shirt was rumpled, the top three buttons undone, offering a glimpse of his sexy collarbones.
His hair was a mess, and an oppressive air hung around him as he leaned against the doorframe, looking utterly unenthusiastic.
"My time tonight is precious! You'd better make this quick." The man tapped his knuckles against the doorframe, his tone impatient.
The assistant director glanced at his unusually red lips and coughed lightly, hiding her smile.
"Sorry. I'll be quick, then.