Jiang Tiao turned her head away to avoid his lips with a red face, “Not here.”
“Not where?” He pulled her chin back so she can look at him, only him.
Jiang Tiao murmured, “Not outside. If someone takes a photo of you, it will all be over. Everything has been calmed only a few days ago.”
She’s worried about this? Fu Ting Chuan smiled and gave her a quick peck on the lips. He took her hand and pulled her with him. “Then we’ll go somewhere else.”
“Where?” Jiang Tiao asked.
“You’ll know when we get there.” Fu Ting Chuan led her to the small sports car.
Jiang Tiao stopped.
“What is it?” Fu Ting Chuan asked, noticing her hesitation.
Jiang Tiao’s ears reddened while she stammered, “Are we….spending the night outside?”
After all, as adults, it is normal for these ardent thoughts to appear.
Despite the wind whistling in the air, Fu Ting Chuan was still able to hear what she said. He chuckled, “You want to spend the night outside?”
This damn man! He pushed the question back to her again…..making her seem like someone with wild thoughts. Jiang Tiao also doesn’t want to drag this on so she struts forward with her chin held high, “I don’t care.”
She walked to the yellow car as she said this.
Jiang Tiao returned the question back to him. The smile in the man’s eye did not disappear as they entered the car.
The car’s engine is very loud while Fu Ting Chuan drove it fast.
Jiang Tiao felt her ears ringing along the way.
Fu Ting Chuan took her to a luxurious apartment building in the city center. After parking the car, he still attentively put on his cap and led her to the elevator.
Fortunately, it is already quite late.
There is no one in the elevator except for the two people interlocking hands. Jiang Tiao moved closer to his shoulder and asked, “Where is this?”
“Xu Che’s house.”
“His home?”
“No, it is one of his properties. We’re always at Hengdian filming so he bought an apartment at Dongyang.” Fu Ting Chuan added at the end, “He purchased it two years ago.”
Two years ago? It seemed that was when real estate prices were bad. Jiang Tiao held her chin, “So what you’re saying is, because you are always filming here, he bought a room.”
“En.”
Jiang Tiao really wants to do the [wave goodbye] expression. She does not understand the world of rich people. “He doesn’t buy property all around the country right?"
“In some places there is.” Fu Ting Chuan knit his brows.
“So why does he still not have a girlfriend?”
“.....” The man next to her said nothing.
Ding–––
The elevator opened on the 15th floor.
Fu Ting Chuan walked to the apartment, his footsteps appearing a little rushed causing Jiang Tiao to almost stumble.
“1508”
Fu Ting Chuan stopped in front of the door and swiftly input the passcode.
Tick, the door unlocked. The man pulled open the door with one hand and pushed Jiang Tiao forward with the other. He quickly followed after and shut the door.
The light from the hallway vanished, leaving the room in darkness except for the dim light coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The light shined on the two people in the room.
Two seconds later, Fu Ting Chuan propped her against the back of the door and kissed her.
His kiss was fierce and deep and somewhat rough.
His hands on her waist were neither too light nor heavy as he pulled her closer. She can feel the heat from his palm through her sweater.
Jiang Tiao had no time to make a sound. Her brain numbed and couldn’t resist at all. She can only obediently be trapped by him, letting him bite and suck.
Her entire body turned to jelly but wherever he touched, a tingling sensation struck up her body.
He was eager to meld her into him. Jiang Tiao closed her eyes and tightly grabbed onto Fu Ting Chuan’s clothes. She is vaguely aware of the pain and discomfort but couldn’t bring herself to let go.
In the heat of the moment, Fu Ting Chuan landed kisses on the side of her neck, heating her up. She couldn’t help but raise her head and let her scalp touch the cold door, feeling the contrast of fire and ice.
……
Jiang Tiao can feel that he is about to lose his temper from the kiss but she doesn’t know what the reason was.
Finally, before she can suffocate, Fu Ting Chuan let go of her and heavily panted as he held her face.
Jiang Tiao took deep breaths. His kisses have caused her eyes to redden, “Are you angry with me?”
“En.” He responded quickly as he fixed his eyes on her, “It is hard to come to see your face but you are asking about other things. How can I not be angry?”
“Jealous fool!” Jiang Tiao blamed, “So boring and childish.”
“En, boring and childish.” He laughed. His voice is deep and sultry causing her heart to palpitate quickly.
“Rogue.”
Fu Ting Chuan stared at her. His eyes softened and couldn’t help but lean over.
Jiang Tiao thought this person would do something bad again and immediately stiffened.
A warm peck was placed on the top of her head. A forehead kiss represents love and cherish.
Jiang Tiao softly swung his hand, “Have you had dinner?”
“Yes, you?”
“I already ate.” She replied.
“En, boring and childish.” He laughed. His voice is deep and sultry causing her heart to palpitate quickly.
“Rogue.”
Fu Ting Chuan stared at her. His eyes softened and couldn’t help but lean over.
Jiang Tiao thought this person would do something bad again and immediately stiffened.
A warm peck was placed on the top of her head. A forehead kiss represents love and cherish.
Jiang Tiao softly swung his hand, “Have you had dinner?”
“Yes, you?”
“I already ate.” She replied.
“....”
The space between them was small. The heat on Jiang Tiao’s face has not died down. Her earlobes are the most eye-catching.
Fu Ting Chuan’s throat was a bit dry. It is too dangerous for him to stay that way.
He proposes, “Let’s go for a stroll downstairs.” Along the way, the cool evening wind can help cool down his passion.
“Ok.”
And so, the two people went out again.
In the dark and cold evening, there are only a few people walking around in the neighborhood. Fu Ting Chuan wore a cap and glasses like last time while he held her hand in his pockets, warming each other.
“Cold?” He asked as they passed by a flowerbed.
“No.” Jiang Tiao put a hand on his neck. He is too tall so she had to stand on her toes, “I want to hug you.”
This time, they have only kissed and have yet to hug.
“Hug,” he was in a good mood, “Hug to your heart’s content.”
Jiang Tiao smiled and raised her body to hug him. She couldn’t help but ridicule, “Hey––– It’s fine if you’re tall but after holding you for a while, my feet will get sore.”
Fu Ting Chuan moved the woman’s hand from behind his back and walk down two steps. He turned back to her and said.
“Continue.”
The height difference is a little shorter now. Jiang Tiao’s eyes curved into a smile while she buried her face into his neck.
Against the cold wind, the heat of her tears stood out. She whispered in his ears, “I really missed you.”
Fu Ting Chuan clung to her, "Me too."
The space between them was small. The heat on Jiang Tiao’s face has not died down. Her earlobes are the most eye-catching.
Fu Ting Chuan’s throat was a bit dry. It is too dangerous for him to stay that way.
He proposes, “Let’s go for a stroll downstairs.” Along the way, the cool evening wind can help cool down his passion.
“Ok.”
And so, the two people went out again.
In the dark and cold evening, there are only a few people walking around in the neighborhood. Fu Ting Chuan wore a cap and glasses like last time while he held her hand in his pockets, warming each other.
“Cold?” He asked as they passed by a flowerbed.
“No.” Jiang Tiao put a hand on his neck. He is too tall so she had to stand on her toes, “I want to hug you.”
This time, they have only kissed and have yet to hug.
“Hug,” he was in a good mood, “Hug to your heart’s content.”
Jiang Tiao smiled and raised her body to hug him. She couldn’t help but ridicule, “Hey––– It’s fine if you’re tall but after holding you for a while, my feet will get sore.”
Fu Ting Chuan moved the woman’s hand from behind his back and walk down two steps. He turned back to her and said.
“Continue.”
The height difference is a little shorter now. Jiang Tiao’s eyes curved into a smile while she buried her face into his neck.
Against the cold wind, the heat of her tears stood out. She whispered in his ears, “I really missed you.”
Fu Ting Chuan clung to her, "Me too."
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