She has some worries. He has a special status so she is afraid that someone will come in suddenly and witness this.
“No one else is coming.” Fu Ting Chuan took some steps to her, “It is only us.”
There was originally a small gap between her and the wall but when he stepped closer, Jiang Tiao’s back is fully against the wall.
Her hands which were initially behind her back felt cold when they touched the wall.
Fu Ting Chuan stared at the woman in front of him, the smile on his lips growing bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, he slightly leaned in and raised his hand up, gently placing it on the wall behind her.
Jiang Tiao’s ears reddened. What is this, kabedon?
W-wait. Is it okay for him to do this without closing the door? She is really worried.
Jiang Tiao looks up at him. At this moment, his body completely blocked out the light. His eyes are dark, unable to show any emotion.
Jiang Tiao is still worried about the door. She carefully suggests, “The door…..is still open.”
Fu Ting Chuan indifferently replied, “En, I know.”
“You’re not going to close it?”
Fu Ting Chuan’s smile is particularly clear, “How can I close it when you are blocking my way?”
Jiang Tiao’s heart jumped, “......I didn’t block the door.” She….is only blocking the wall.
Fu Ting Chuan lifted his arm up past her neck.
Jiang Tiao quivered. Fu Ting Chuan’s sudden movements made it hard for her to breathe.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw him take a white sign that was hanging on the wall next to her.
Fu Ting Chuan turned around, hang the sign outside the door and closed it completely.
He did it in one go.
“Okay.” He then took off his suit and hand it on the clothing rack.
Jiang Tiao looked at the white wall hook…..where the “Do Not Disturb” sign was hanging….
In other words, the sign Fu Ting Chuan hung outside is the “Do Not Disturb” sign.
She was blocking the “Do Not Disturb” sign….
Do not disturb….
Jiang Tiao’s face has completely reddened.
She quickly fled to the larger area of the room.
Fu Ting Chuan rolled up his shirt cuffs and followed behind her.
His eyes fell on the kettle on the corner stand, “You boiled water?”
“Right!” Jiang Tiao remembered that she said she is going to pour him water.
She quickly ran back and grabbed two glasses that had been rinsed. She poured water into one of the glasses, and swirl it, before pouring it into the other glass. Then, she poured boiling water two-thirds full into the glass.
Fu Ting Chuan narrowed his eyes and watch his woman do all this in an orderly manner.
White steam floated out of the glass. His heart felt as if it was warmed by the white mist.
The mist covered up his heart while his eyes filled with softness.
Fu Ting Chuan can’t clearly discern what he is feeling. Contentment? Even if it is only to see her once, he is willing to travel a thousand miles.
“Are you thirsty?” Jiang Tiao asked.
“En.” He softly replied. Actually, he had already drunk water before he came here. However, it was cold, unlike the warm water that she boiled.
“You should wait.” She lowered her eyes looking at the cups, “It’s still very hot.”
"Okay." No matter what she says, he will listen and reply.
Right! The plug!
She was so nervous she completely forgot about it. Jiang Tiao glanced at the kettle and saw that it is still on.
She hurriedly turned around and pull out the plug.
It should be known that these three-pronged angle sockets are very narrow. This means that it is difficult to pull the plug out and requires much strength.
Jiang Tiao could help but use her other hand to push against the wall to pull it out.
Pa.
The light went out casting the room in darkness.
The room is pitch dark that they can’t even see their fingers.
Jiang Tiao froze. She seemed to have….accidentally hit the light switch.
People, of course, needed some time to adjust to the sudden darkness.
Jiang Tiao couldn’t tell where is where.
While she is looking for the light switch, she remembered that Fu Ting Chuan is still there.
Jiang Tiao’s heart tightened. It jumped violently as if she broke a glass cup and not accidentally turned off the lights. “Fu Ting Chuan, are you okay? Don’t move and don’t touch the boiling water.”
Her voice is shaking.
“I’m here.” He didn’t answer the question. He didn’t say whether he is well or not. He only told her that he is there by her side.
When his words fell, Jiang Tiao’s hand which was resting on the wall was gently held.
It is Fu Ting Chuan.
His palm isn’t cold but she was still rendered frozen. She forgot what to do and what she should do.
Fu Ting Chuan also couldn’t see anything. He didn’t want to touch her hand, he only wants to prove his presence in front of her.
Jiang Tiao’s small and frail hand is completely covered by his.
Too attractive. Her skin is gentle and smooth like opulent porcelain glaze.
His thumb pressed against the back of her hand. He couldn’t help thinking about rubbing the fine, soft hand with letting go.
As Fu Ting Chuan held that small hand, his throat gradually dried up and tightened.
Right now, he is really thirsty….
Stifling, dehydrated, breathless, or it can be another feeling…. He is stranded in the darkness, making it almost impossible to breathe.
The temperature starts to rise.
Jiang Tiao vaguely noticed something is amiss, “Fu….”
The man suddenly pulled her shoulder while he pushed her back.
Unable to control herself, Jiang Tiao took a few steps back.
The soft sound of fabric rubbing together entered her ears.
Then, her eyes widened and her heart pounded.
Her wrist and her entire body are pushed against the door unable to move.
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