Top-tier Auntie in the Entertainment Industry

Pei Kuang's kiss moved from Song Anan's lips to her earlobe, then slowly downwards, landing on her collarbone.

Licking and gentle bites, the ambiguous atmosphere was brought to the extreme.

All of Song Anan's senses were invaded, although she didn't quite understand, her body instinctively wanted to get closer.

Her hands unconsciously wrapped around Pei Kuang's waist, and wanted to slide up inside his shirt.

Pei Kuang pressed her frisky hands and buried his face in the crook of Song Anan's neck. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Be good, don't move."

Song Anan was stunned for a moment, her mind finally sobering up.

She thought about her previous actions, and an embarrassed flush crept up her face.

Of course, although she was a little shy, she didn't think there was anything wrong. As a medical student, she knew this was just a normal physiological reaction.

They were a couple, she liked Pei Kuang, it was inevitable that she would lose control at times of intimacy.

However, looking at Pei Kuang's reaction, he seemed a bit too restrained and calm.

It was as if every time he kissed her, his hands were well-behaved, at most just holding her by the waist.

Each time when she thought he would take it further, he was always able to stop at the right time.

Song Anan even suspected that Pei Kuang had no sexual desire for her.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you not attracted to me...?"

Pei Kuang didn't take much notice, still nuzzling her neck, he murmured, "Not attracted to you how?"

Song Anan pursed her lips. Although it was a little embarrassing to say it outright, she gritted her teeth and said, "You don't have any thoughts about me."

Pei Kuang looked up at her, a fleeting absurdity in his eyes. "You doubt that I...can't perform?"

Song Anan was also stunned. Doubt that he can't perform?

That wasn't what she meant!

"No, that's not what I meant," Song Anan explained awkwardly, "I didn't say you...that, I meant, you don't have any thoughts about me, but you do about other people..."

Saying that he had thoughts about other people, Pei Kuang's eyebrows furrowed even more.

However, from Song Anan's confused explanation, he grasped the key point.

She was doubting that he had no desire for her?!

The corners of Pei Kuang's lips twitched. His eyes narrowed slightly as he lightly grasped her wrist and slowly moved downward.

Song Anan's hand suddenly stiffened. Realizing what she had touched, her mind exploded.

Their eyes met, and their breathing noticeably intensified.

Only then did Song Anan notice the thick desire in his eyes that couldn't be concealed at all.

"Still think that now?" Pei Kuang's laughter contained fragmented breaths, his voice low and hoarse.

He gently nibbled on her earlobe, his voice a little breathless, "Do you need me to prove it further?"

Song Anan hurriedly shook her head. "No...no need."

She anxiously tried to withdraw her hand. Pei Kuang obviously didn't intend to do anything more, easily letting go.

The lingering warmth in her palm made Song Anan feel uneasy all over. She shifted her body slightly, wanting to pull back some distance.

But Pei Kuang grasped her waist and pulled her towards him, as if wanting to knead Song Anan into his own body.

"Be good, let me hold you for a while."

His voice was so hoarse it was jarring. Song Anan stiffened, only reacting belatedly to realize something.

After struggling for more than ten seconds, she opened her mouth, her face red as she asked in a muffled voice, "Is this really okay for you? Do you need to..."

Pei Kuang was slightly stunned, somewhat surprised as he said, "You know so much?"

As soon as Song Anan heard this, she instantly became unhappy. "Don't look down on people. I'm a medical student after all."

What kind of reaction was that? So surprised?

Although she didn't have much practical experience, her theoretical knowledge was never lacking.

Seeing the little girl glaring at him indignantly, Pei Kuang couldn't help but laugh. "I'm not looking down on you."

He pinched her cheek, "Just now I was a little slow to react."

Song Anan 'hmphed', seeming unconvinced.

Pei Kuang shook his head lightly with a laugh, and said, "Really, we're the same, what right do I have to look down on you?"

Song Anan was confused for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

Pei Kuang pinched her cheek again, smiling as he explained, "I mean, we're the same, both without experience. I really didn't mean to look down on you."

When Song Anan understood what he meant, her eyes widened in shock. "How...how is that possible?"

He was so old already, and had dated so many girlfriends, how could he not have experience!

He must be coaxing her.

Seeing her reaction, Pei Kuang raised an eyebrow. "Why is it not possible?"

Song Anan pouted, retorting, "You and your ex-girlfriends...anyway, it's just not possible."

Having said that, she also 'hmphed', deliberately turning her head away from looking at him.

Pei Kuang's eyebrows furrowed slightly. His ex-girlfriends?

And so many of them?!

Who had been spreading rumors about him in front of the little girl?!

Pei Kuang felt he was even more wronged than Dou E.

But he wasn't in a hurry to explain. On the rare occasion of seeing the little girl jealous, he was instead in the mood to tease her.

He deliberately dragged out an annoying tone and asked, "What's this, starting to bring up my old accounts?"

Song Anan twisted her lips, vehemently denying, "I'm not!"

"Really not?" Pei Kuang's eyebrow raised.

Song Anan's eyes dodged involuntarily, but her mouth still righteously answered, "Really not!"

Seeing Song Anan's verbal denial but internal affirmation, the corners of Pei Kuang's lips twitched. In the end, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

His little girl was just so adorable.

Pei Kuang wouldn't have laughed normally, but as soon as he did, Song Anan became even more furious. "What are you laughing at!"

"Stop laughing, or I'll ignore you."

Having said that, she wanted to break free from Pei Kuang's embrace.

Seeing that he had really angered her, Pei Kuang quickly soothed, "Alright alright, my bad, I won't laugh."

He kissed her forehead and gently explained, "There's no one else, only you."

Song Anan was still a little confused. "What?"

Pei Kuang laughed as he explained, "I said, don't wrongly accuse me. You're my first love, and will have to take responsibility for me forever."

Song Anan was stunned for a moment, finally reacting.

Pei Kuang asked helplessly, "Who did you hear all this from? That I had so many girlfriends?"

Song Anan replied truthfully, "It's online."

Unlike Song Linchuan, Pei Kuang's gossip and scandals were plenty. Just a quick online search brought up lots.

Pei Kuang couldn't help but hold his forehead. "That's all fabricated gossip. You can't believe it."

Song Anan blinked. "But they wrote quite convincingly, and even had photos."

Pei Kuang: "..."

Afterwards, he spent a good ten plus minutes explaining the gimmicks of marketing accounts and paparazzi making up stories based on pictures.

After a while, Song Anan finally understood it was a misunderstanding, and started reflecting. "Was I being too petty?"

Pei Kuang almost couldn't keep up with her train of thought. "No, I think it's great."

Song Anan shook her head. "Even if you did have girlfriends, that was the past. I shouldn't have reacted like that just now, it was a bit unreasonable."

She then continued talking to herself, "I saw online that couples shouldn't be like this when dating. No, I need to pay attention in the future."

"No need to pay attention," Pei Kuang said very seriously. "I don't care how others date. Between us, don't worry so much, anything is fine with me."

No need to care about others.

The reunited couple, just lay lazily on the sofa, content to stay like that for a long time even while doing nothing.

It was too late, so Song Anan didn't go back. Pei Kuang had prepared the guest room earlier, she stayed there.

The crew had given Pei Kuang two days off this time. Song Anan was also free, so they planned to spend a day at a nice resort in the suburbs of City B.

However, plans often cannot keep up with changes.

That night, Song Anan slept very well, but early next morning, she was woken up by Li Sirui's phone bombardment.

Still dazed, she opened her eyes and answered the call. "Sirui, what's happened?"

"Anan, have you seen the hot search?" Li Sirui's voice was urgent.

Song Anan was confused. "No, I just woke up. What is it?"

Li Sirui said, "Go check the hot search! You were secretly photographed by paparazzi last night, your relationship is exposed!"

Song Anan instantly sobered up. Exposed...exposed?!

After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly clicked into Weibo and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the top hot search term.

#Shock! Pei Kuang intimately holding hands with little auntie while crossing the street, suspected love affair exposed!#

This term gave her an ominous feeling, could they have been secretly photographed last night?!

Song Anan's hands trembled as she clicked into the term, and sure enough there were photos of her and Pei Kuang holding hands on the street last night.

In a panic, she rushed out with her phone, wanting to go find Pei Kuang.

But she was too flustered, and accidentally kicked the cabinet next to the bed as she got up.

The pain in her toes made Song Anan cry out directly.

Pei Kuang was on the balcony taking a call, and immediately rushed over when he heard Song Anan's cry.

He anxiously asked through the door, "Anan, what's wrong?"

At this moment Song Anan was curled up on the floor, crying from the pain, "It's ok, I just kicked the cabinet."

Hearing Pei Kuang's voice, she couldn't care less about the pain now. She endured it and stood up, hopping over to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she anxiously asked, "I'm fine, have you seen the hot search?"

Pei Kuang nodded lightly and replied, "Don't worry, I'll handle the hot search thing."

After saying that, he directly squatted down to check her foot. Her right pinky toe was red, but luckily not swollen.

Although Song Anan kept emphasizing that she was fine, Pei Kuang completely ignored her.

He carried her back to the bed to sit, then turned around to grab an ice pack, insisting on icing her foot.

Finally the pain in her foot completely disappeared. Just as Song Anan was about to say something, Pei Kuang's phone next to them suddenly rang with Li Dong's voice.

"Um, sorry to bother you, but I'm at your door now. Is it convenient to let me in first?"