When we embrace, we are blending together like paint.
Liang Daiwen's kiss felt like possession. It wasn't too sexual, just his lips gently sucking on hers, not teasing her earlobes or neck. But in front of the building door, with her chest still bare, Gu Yi was going crazy. In Shanghai, rent is expensive-1500 for a bed, 3000 for a bed with a door, 4500 for a bed with a door and basic facilities, and 5500 for a nicely decorated home that could be called a love nest. Half of her salary goes into rent-could they just go upstairs already?
But the essence of desire lies in shame. Nothing excites more than the possibility of being caught in a situation like this. It was midnight, and no neighbors interrupted Liang Daiwen's wild behavior. She was held at the door, her arm instinctively pushing at his chest, telling herself, no, stop, this is outside, and she's not wearing a bra. Things were different now. The Liang Daiwen of the past wouldn't have had such an effect on her, but now, after half a year of transformation, every one of his moves was new to her.
Gradually losing her ability to think, Liang Daiwen suddenly stopped. Gu Yi, still in his embrace, looked up at him in confusion.
"Since I'm your boyfriend now, can I ask for one thing?"
"What...?" She was already bracing herself for some teasing.
"I'm so hungry. Can we go to that restaurant we went to last time? You didn't come at noon, and I've been working overtime and haven't eaten."
"..."
"What's wrong?" Even as he said this, Liang Daiwen turned his head away, but it was clear he felt something, his ears turning red. Gu Yi, too, could tell something was off from the way his white shirt and trousers fit him. Liang Daiwen cleared his throat and said, "I won't go upstairs with you. I... anyway, I'm not going up."
Gu Yi, flustered, opened the door and ran upstairs, heartbroken. Why did she have to talk to the cameras, and only have one slipper on? A fairy should never descend to the mortal realm!
The most humiliating part was that her body seemed to have caught a cold. She took a long shower and changed into a fresh set of clothes. When she came downstairs again, she was wearing jeans and a knitted cardigan. Liang Daiwen looked at her and laughed softly, biting his lip, glancing at her and then looking away. What was he doing? After a moment, she realized-this was the outfit from the time her nipple pad had been exposed.
But when their eyes met, Liang Daiwen rubbed his nose and smiled shyly, opening his arms. "Want to... come over here?"
"What for?"
"A hug. About the nipple pad thing... I owe you a kiss."
Gu Yi turned around and left: "If we don't leave now, Zheng Aunty's place will close!"
In the car, Gu Yi held back her anger, her file transfer assistant filled with mockery of Liang Daiwen. The man next to her had a growling stomach but only smiled quietly, not daring to speak up. At the restaurant, they ordered a full table of food. Just as Liang Daiwen picked up his wine glass, Gu Yi shook a bottle of sake, swirled it around, and opened it with a tap. She drank straight from the bottle. Liang Daiwen watched her from across the table, his expression a half-smile, intrigued: "What are you thinking now?"
Not responding, Gu Yi twisted open another bottle and stared at Liang Daiwen while drinking, the alcohol quickly taking its effect. She thought, Let the alcohol do its thing-the alcohol was like a cleansing fire, cleansing her thoughts of him. Liang Daiwen, the expert in stirring people's hearts and then leaving them hanging, seemed to provoke her senses. Now, sitting across from her, he was casually eating, unbuttoning two top buttons of his shirt. Gu Yi's gaze burned, her mind spinning. "Don't unbutton your shirt! Button it back up!"
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