Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Chapter 494 The Love and Career of a Beautiful Writer 32

At the same time, Sui Si and Jun Sui from upstairs came to the bedroom.

Sunlight filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor, while a faint jasmine fragrance filled the air.

As soon as Sui Si sat down on the soft bed, he keenly noticed Jun Sui's hesitant expression.

He tilted his head slightly, his amber eyes filled with doubt: "A-Sui, is there something you're hiding from me?"

Jun Sui smiled helplessly, his slender fingers gently brushing through Sui Si's loose hair as he pulled him to the bedside and tenderly gestured for him to lie down.

After Sui Si obediently lay down, his palm covered that thin back, starting from the neck, and he gently pressed down with just the right amount of pressure:

"Ugh, don't even mention it. I've been driven crazy by your subordinates these past few days."

His tone carried a hint of reproach, yet it couldn't hide his doting affection.

Sui Si raised an eyebrow, turned his head to the side, his eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, and spoke in a teasing tone:

"I told you I send messages more often than I do when I'm at work. What, you all go silent when I'm resting?"

Jun continued his work, his fingertips gently kneading the stiff muscles in the man's shoulders and neck, explaining:

"You've been busy resting lately, and you're so tired that they wouldn't dare to bother you."

However, after looking into it, I realized they were all minor issues related to project progress.

He paused, then slowly slid his fingertips down the curve of his spine.

Sui Si let out a soft, comfortable hum, his eyelids growing heavy, but his consciousness remained firmly gripped by the conversation:

"Thank you for your hard work, Asui... Even though these are all my responsibilities."

Jun leaned down, his warm breath brushing against Sui Si's flushed earlobe:

"How could it all be your problem? After all, we're people who are going to walk together."

His hand, through the thin nightgown, gently circled around Sui Si's waist.

"I remember the last time you stayed up all night revising the script, your eyes were so dark and swollen like you'd been punched twice. I felt so sorry for you that I wanted to lock you in my arms."

I can handle these trivial matters.

Sui Si reached behind him and grabbed Jun Sui's wrist, pressing that hand against his heart:

"Ah Sui, you always say you feel sorry for me, but I feel sorry for you too."

His voice was hoarse with weariness, "Besides handling your own work every day, you also have to clean up my messes..."

Jun Sui's heart skipped a beat, and his hands stopped moving.

He moved to the side of the bed, his fingertips gently tracing Sui Si's eyebrows and eyes, his thumb brushing against the slightly upturned corner of his mouth:

"My dear Ah Si, you're still being so polite with me."

He leaned down, their noses touching, their breaths mingling. "My biggest wish right now is for you to get some rest and be able to laugh and run into my arms every day."

"Besides, I do things for you willingly, without any ulterior motives."

Sui Si suddenly opened his eyes, and with a long arm, pulled Jun Sui down to his side.

He flipped over and pressed down on her, his messy hair falling down, forming a private curtain between them.

"Then I should also reward my great contributor."

As he spoke, he leaned down and kissed Jun Sui's lips, lingering and caressing them, pouring all his heartache and love into that long, tender kiss.

Jun Sui took the initiative, holding Sui Si's waist with both hands and deepening the kiss.

Their intertwined breaths carried a faint scent of jasmine.

After a long while, Sui Si released his grip, panting, his forehead pressed against Jun Sui's, the corners of his eyes reddening.

"From now on, you can't shoulder everything alone. We agreed to face everything together."

Besides, those troublesome matters were already more than I could manage.

"They'll come back to talk to us when they've found a better leader."

Jun Sui smiled and pecked him on the lips again, then reached out and tucked the stray hairs that had fallen across his forehead behind his ear.

"Yes, sir."

He pulled Sui Si back to lie down, wrapped his arms around her, and rested his chin on the top of Sui Si's head.

"Go to sleep for a while. When you wake up, everything will be arranged."

Jun Sui almost couldn't help but laugh, and the words "I can even taste Ran Cang's culinary disasters" almost slipped out.

Sui Si snuggled closer to him, her nose brushing against the warmth of Jun Sui's chest, and murmured:

"Ah Sui, it's so good to have you here..."

Before he could finish speaking, drowsiness overwhelmed him, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Jun Sui looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes always filled with tenderness, and couldn't help but gently kiss him.

……

Sui Si's eyelashes trembled slightly as memories of last night flooded back.

Moonlight streamed through the gauze curtains onto the bed, casting their shadows together.

The burning heat of skin against skin, the lingering breaths, and Jun Sui's gentle yet domineering kiss kept replaying in my mind.

They seemed to want to become one with each other, entangled from the dead of night until dawn, until the first light of day appeared outside the window, when they finally fell into a deep sleep, exhausted and content.

At this moment, the light in the room had become dim. Sui Si struggled to open his heavy eyelids, his consciousness still immersed on the edge of a chaotic dream.

He habitually reached out to touch the spot beside him, and his fingertips touched something warm, confirming that Jun Sui was still there.

I slept for too long, and my head felt like it was stuffed with cotton. I was dizzy and my limbs felt weak and sore.

He propped himself up, his gaze sweeping over the alarm clock on the bedside table. The time, a little past five in the afternoon, made him pause slightly, and a sense of loss inexplicably welled up in his heart.

The once bustling daytime slipped away quietly in slumber, and a sense of emptiness and loss, like the rising tide, washed over my chest, bringing a subtle, bittersweet feeling.

The confusion and bitterness that come from sleeping for too long entwine my heart like vines.

He stared blankly, letting his thoughts drift, then slowly lay back down, burying his face in the soft pillow, trying to regain that familiar sense of security.

After an unknown amount of time, Sui Si opened his eyes again, his gaze now somewhat clearer.

He turned his head to look at Jun Sui beside him. The man was sleeping peacefully, his thick eyelashes casting small shadows under his eyes. His high nose bridge and slightly upturned lips outlined a perfect profile in the dim light.

Sui Si's gaze softened unconsciously, and he clicked his tongue inwardly, "What a handsome vixen, even when she's asleep she's alluring."

He moved his body quietly, snuggling into Jun Sui's arms like a spoiled kitten.

Jun Sui's steady breathing swept over the top of his head, and the faint scent of jasmine shower gel lingered around his nose, enveloping him in a familiar and reassuring atmosphere.

Sui Si reached out and wrapped her arms around Jun Sui's waist, buried her face in the crook of his neck, and gently rubbed against him, feeling the warm touch of his skin.

Sui Si's burning hot palms traveled upwards along Jun Sui's waistline, gently pressing on the hollow of the other's abdominal muscles, eliciting a subconscious groan from the sleeping man.

"A-Sui..."

Sui Si murmured softly, her voice hoarse and coquettish, as if she had just woken up.

He raised his head, his gaze falling on Jun Sui's exposed collarbone. As if possessed, he leaned down and gently bit that fair skin, then licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue, as if to soothe it.

After leaving a shallow tooth mark, he showered the area with delicate kisses, moving upwards from the collarbone and lingering at the Adam's apple for a long time.

Jun Sui felt this intimacy in his sleep, and his body moved slightly. He subconsciously tightened his arms and hugged Sui Si even tighter.

"Don't make trouble..."

He mumbled incoherently, his voice still heavy with sleepiness.

Sui Si, however, refused to give up and became even bolder.

He nibbled on Jun Sui's earlobe and whispered, "This is my personal mark. Let's see who dares to mess with you in the future."

As she spoke, she kissed Jun Sui's chest again, leaving a fresh lip print.

Feeling the tension in his arms, he intensified his kisses, his burning kisses tracing the curves downwards, alternating between biting with his teeth and soothing with his tongue, leaving marks of varying depths on the skin.

Jun Sui was finally fully awakened. He opened his eyes, still sleepy, but full of doting affection.

He reached out and pinched Sui Si's cheek, laughing, "Declaring sovereignty?"

Sui Si raised his head, his eyes sparkling with a hint of smugness: "Of course, you're mine."

As he spoke, he snuggled closer to Jun Sui, holding him tightly in his arms. "You must be exhausted from last night. Why don't you stay with me a little longer?"