Oil paintings, ivory carvings, bronze … complete medieval furnishings.
Lan Yu Feng took off his gloves and long scarf and walked to the side of the real fireplace, skillfully rummaging through a cupboard to start a fire with burning wood, while talking to her, “Go find a room and get some sleep, I have things to do.”
“Oh.” Ziggy answered, taking off her jacket. Scanning around again, she picked a room at random and carried her bags inside. Before bringing the door with her, she probed at him in front of the fireplace, “Lan Yu Feng.”
“Hmm?” He didn’t look up, just fiddled with the burning wood.
Accustomed to his attitude, Zige nuzzled, “Be careful when you go out, it’s snowing outside and the ground is slippery.”
There was a pause as he lit the fire.
Her, that’s caring?
With a slight sideways glance, he swept her a glance before nodding, “Got it.”
The sky was obviously very cold, but … suddenly, he felt all around, very warm and warm …
After sitting on the airplane for a few hours, Zi Ge was really a bit tired. Moreover, on such a chilly day, it seemed that one couldn’t do anything else but sleep.
After briefly cleaning up and turning the heat on in her room, she cowered under the covers. It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep.
It’s best to fall asleep on a cold day. A sleep, surprisingly do not know how long I slept. Only, when I opened my eyes, I picked open the curtain, and it was surprising that it was already completely dark outside the window.
Is Lan Yu Feng back?
Lifting the covers, without even approving his coat, he hurried out of the room. Pushing open the door, the hall, was lit. In the fireplace, there was a ‘crackling’ sound, flickering with yellow firelight. The temperature in the room rose much higher and became warm.
Ziggy looked around and realized that the entire house was empty.
“Lan Yu Feng?” Still undeterred, he called out.
“…” But, in the house, there was no sound to respond to her.
Suddenly, some frustration. Embracing himself sitting on the sofa next to the fireplace, staring blankly at the firelight, thinking that he was alone at the moment in a strange foreign country, in an empty house, only to feel a little sad and uneasy in the heart of the bleak.
Where did he go? Why isn’t he back this late? It’s snowing so hard outside, is his leg okay?
Being lost in thought, only a subtle sound was heard coming steeply in the quiet space, startling Zige’s heart.
She didn’t move.
Another sound.
“Who?” On her back, a cold sweat seeped out, and she jumped up from the couch in shock.
But there was no sign of anyone.
There was only the sound of a soft knocking on the floor somewhere in the kitchen.
Now, cold sweat was on the tip of her nose and her hands were tightly pinched, “Lan Yu Feng, is it you?”
But …
Still no one answered her. Her hands, they were shaking.
Just as she hesitated to pull her legs out and run away, the kitchen floor was lifted with a ‘clatter’. She shrieked in terror, her legs weakened, and she cried out at once, turning to run.
Why did he leave her alone in such a strange place? Doesn’t he know that such an unfamiliar environment will make people fearful for no reason, and especially insecure? Besides, she had never been a bold person.
“Meng Zige!” A familiar cry made Zige stop in her tracks.
Turning back around, she saw Lan Yu Feng coming out of the kitchen and was looking at her in surprise.
Zi Ge immediately burst into tears, walked up, cupped her fists and pounded him in annoyance, “What are you doing?”
Lan Yu Feng easily clasped her two flailing hands and bent his head to look at her tearful eyes, unable to help but frown, “What are you crying about?”
“Why are you so bad, you’re obviously in the house, I called you and you still shouldn’t!” Zi Ge was so angry that she glared at him, but her tears flowed more and more …
That’s when I realized how insecure I was, how afraid I was of the unfamiliar environment without him in it …
This idiot is actually scared like this …
Lan Yu Feng was somewhat helpless. Until now, he could still feel her in his arms trembling gently. He wraps her around with one arm, “I was in the wine cellar below and came up when I heard your footsteps. I didn’t scare you, you were scared by yourself.”
Embraced by him, the uneasiness in Ziggy’s heart faded only slightly. Still angry, she wiped her tears on his shirt. Only when she smelled the rich scent of wine did she look up and asked curiously, “Is that a wine cellar down there?”
“Hmm. Want to go down and take a look?” Lan Yu Feng invited. Zi Ge nodded with a look of novelty.
The wine cellar was filled with light. As far as the eye could see, there were wine racks and wine barrels everywhere. The air was filled with the fragrance of rich wine, and it was as if one was already drunk without having to drink. Zi Ge looked at all this with novelty and asked, “This has a hobby of collecting all kinds of famous wines?”
“It’s okay.” Lan Yu Feng replied indifferently, his long fingers traced over the wine racks, stopping at a bottle of long-ago Lafite, “To be precise, none of these wines are in my collection.”
As he said, he took the corkscrew and opened the bottle of Lafite sharply. Mellow flavor, immediately penetrate the air, Zi Ge felt like he was about to get drunk.
“And whose collection are these?” She asked as she toured.
Lan Yu Feng didn’t answer right away, but just went to a cupboard on one side, rummaged for a tall glass, and poured himself a glass of wine. Leaning against the wine rack, he took a sip before answering, “My parents.”
“They love wine?”
“Love it, know it well, and, usually, brew it myself.” Lan Yu Feng held the wine in his hands, his distant vision looking at several large wine barrels not far away, “Those all came from my mother’s hands. When I was young, I would usually try the flavor of the wine when I came here. The wine brewed by my mother is the most pleasing to my father’s heart.”
When he mentioned his mother, his expression remained flat, and Zi Ge could only see a few moments of remembrance from the bottom of those eyes that flickered. Zi Ge also quietly took a wine glass and poured himself a small mouthful of Lafite. Sip a little, Shu brow smile open, “This wine is so pure, it’s just a pity that I don’t have a mouthful.”
Lan Yu Feng turned his head and saw that she was holding a glass of wine, his brows furrowed at once, “Drinking?”
“A little.” She pinched her index finger with her thumb and gestured.
“Stupid woman, you’re allergic to alcohol.” With a glare at her, he reached out and jerked the glass out of her hand.
“It’s okay, I just took a lick. Besides, even though it’s an allergy, it shouldn’t be a problem to drink very little of it.” Zige reached out towards him, “Give it back to me. These wines of yours must be expensive, don’t waste them.”
Lan Yu Feng glanced at her, his eyes deep. And then, right where she drank, he drank the rest of the wine in one gulp …
Zige’s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately felt a little uncomfortable. She only felt that his thin lips looked more and more sexy and charming under the red wine’s halo, making her unable to stop her heart from racing.
He must have done it on purpose!
It was simply indirect kissing!
“It won’t go to waste now.” Lan Yu Feng handed her the empty cup, Zi Ge reached out to take it, and when their fingers touched each other, she shivered slightly, subconsciously wanting to retract her hand. But he suddenly reached out and took her hand in his, “It’s cold?”
“Well … there is a little.” The body was a little cold, but, the heart was hot.
Lan Yu Feng gripped her hand a little tighter, “The temperature and humidity of the wine cellar are controlled, constant year-round. If you can’t stand it, we’ll go up.”
“It’s okay, actually.” Zige walked alongside him, giving him a sideways glance, “Actually, I’m more worried about your leg. It’s okay even in this cold?”
“It’s relevant, it always hurts a little to walk up here.”
When Ziggy heard that, she frowned, “Let’s go up then.”
“There’s another batch of wine over there, and I’d like to get a taste of it. If I don’t try it this time, I can’t say when I’ll come back next time.” Lan Yu Feng used his lower jaw to compare the wine racks further inside, and Zi Ge could only follow him inside.
Releasing her, he leaned against the wine rack and opened a bottle of white wine with a sharp hand. The golden liquid, slowly flowing into the beautiful clear glass, was even more eye-catching and brilliant in the light. Fragrant, overflowing.
Lan Yu Feng closed his eyes and took a shallow taste.
Zige looked at his mesmerized expression, and then at the beautiful liquid, and couldn’t help but jump a little too.
“Want to try the flavor?” Lan Yu Feng shook his wine glass, and the liquid in the glass swirled out in a circle of golden ripples.
Ziggy nodded, “It’s to try. However, I am not blessed with a mouthful.”
“Not really.” At the corners of his sexy lips, a light smile that was not gently discernible surfaced. Under Zige’s surprised eyes, he elegantly took a large sip and put down the cup. Bending his head, he looked at her meaningfully, “I have a way, want to try?”
“What way?” She asked stupidly.
Without waiting to think clearly, that handsome face suddenly enlarged under her eyes. She opened her small mouth slightly in shock, and her lips were immediately blocked. Heart jumped, his tongue had already pushed into her mouth, the tip of the tongue filled with the slightly astringent flavor of white wine, but, at the moment …
Zi Ge can not taste anything. Only felt a ‘buzzing …’ sound in her head, at this moment, nothing is left in her world anymore, only this man in front of her …
His scent, his body heat, his flavor …
And, his passionate and passionate kisses …
Heart fluttering, Zi Ge uncontrollably fell into his kiss. As if drunk, her body gradually became weak and powerless, and she could only cling to his arms to keep from falling to the ground in a sorry state of weakness.
Kissing each other until they were short of breath, Lan Yu Feng let go of her with a sense of satisfaction, his eyes gazing at her, burning abnormally, bursting out sparks that made her heart tremble.
“Well? Did you taste it?”
“Ah? Well, a little bit of …” heartily perfunctory, in fact, Zi Ge’s thoughts at this moment are all messed up, her small face is dizzy and red, as if she is drunk. This kind of her, where can still taste what flavor?
Lan Yu Feng smiled, his eyes deep in color. Zi Ge then felt like he was making fun of himself with this smile, becoming more embarrassed for a moment.
“Let’s go up first, it’s really cold in here.” She pretended to stomp her feet and embrace herself again.
“Uh-huh. Take this bottle of wine.” Lan Yu Feng put the cork back in and handed it to Zi Ge. Opening his mouth again, his tone was careless, but it caused Zi Ge’s heart to be in turmoil, “I think this wine tastes pretty good. Next time, you can taste it again.”
Taste it again? Or in this way?
Ziggy thought she must have been drunk on alcohol, because … she found herself actually vaguely looking forward to this …
Is it crazy?
Originally, before coming to Moscow, Zige had been distracted. She thought that she couldn’t run away from that kind of thing between her and Lan Yu Feng after all. Moreover, she didn’t have any reason to reject him. However, after arriving here she realized that Lan Yu Feng actually didn’t have any demands in that area at all, and it looked like the same as when she was in the country, clearing her mind and keeping herself busy with her own affairs.