Zige leaned back against the fireplace and looked somewhat puzzled at the man on the couch who was flipping through papers. The open fire in the fireplace, which occasionally flared up, softened his three-dimensional features a little. What in the world does he … think?
“What are you looking at?” Lan Yu Feng suddenly raised his head, and that line of sight immediately collided with Zi Ge’s probing eyes. Zige froze, and sheepishly immediately turned her face away, staring at the fireplace, “No … nothing to look at.”
“You’re wondering why I don’t want you.” His tone, completely sure.
The man!
Is it really possible to read minds?
Zi Ge wailed in her heart, but, beating her to death, she didn’t want to admit this kind of disgrace, so she could only stick her neck out and mouth hard, “Who said that? I didn’t think about this. You don’t want me, I should thank God for that.”
She didn’t realize that she had said slightly more than she should have because she was in a hurry to deny it, which made her look even more vain.
Danger erupted from the bottom of Lan Yu Feng’s eyes, glittering in the firelight.
“Menzie Ge.” He called to her.
“Hmm?” She didn’t dare turn around. This man was dangerous, and just by meeting his eyes, he could easily see right through her.
“I’m not going to force you, and I don’t want to force you even more.”
“Hmm?” She turned her face and looked at him, as if probing the truth of his words. After a long moment, frowning in puzzlement, “If that’s the case, then why did you go to all lengths to force me to compromise?”
“It’s not a conflict.” Lan Yu Feng swept her a glance, his thin lips lightly opened, slowly falling words, through careless lethargy, but confident and charming, “Sooner or later, you will volunteer.”
Uh …
Ziggy froze.
Moving her lips, she tried to say something to retort, but, surprisingly, she couldn’t get a word out. Voluntarily? How does this man … look like he has eaten himself to death?
Ziggy lay on the bed, unfamiliar surroundings, unfamiliar king-sized bed, and she curled up, a little chilly though the room had the heat on all the time.
Maybe it’s because of being in a foreign country!
She wanted to.
I just don’t know if Lan Yu Feng can sleep well. His legs have gotten cold today, will they hurt again? Moreover, he’s someone who recognizes his bed, so I’m afraid he won’t be able to sleep well for the next few days.
Just as she was thinking, the door to the room was abruptly pushed open from the outside. She froze for a moment, and from the sound of the footsteps, she recognized that the visitor was Lan Yu Feng. In the darkness, she was about to get up, but, in the next instant, she only felt that a corner of the quilt was lifted, followed by …
The seat at her side couched downward a bit. Her heart skipped a beat as the smell of him alone enveloped her.
What does he want? He just said he wouldn’t force himself!
Zi Ge was so nervous that she tightly gripped the sheets underneath her, almost even holding her breath. She had thought that he would definitely make further movements, but, unexpectedly, he just quietly lay flat on her side, breathing evenly, without making any further movements.
What’s going on here?
Surprised, puzzled, she turned slowly and stole a tentative glance at him.
He was quiet as if he were asleep, and in the darkness, the composure was just as captivating.
Zige subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but, in her heart, she inexplicably felt a little lost again. Tangled, she turned back sideways again, and after a few seconds, she eventually turned back around and couldn’t help but look at him. Just when she was about to turn sideways again and use her back to face him, he abruptly opened his eyes, and with a single stroke of his long arm, he fished her entire body into his arms, making her lie on top of him.
“You!” Ziggy’s jaw dropped in shock, even holding her breath. Both hands curled up and braced nervously on his shoulders.
“Move again, and I’ll take back all of my earlier words!” He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes lazily gazing at her, his voice slightly hoarse and sexy enough to make Zi Ge’s heart tremble.
The two people just stuck close together, although separated by layers of fabric, they still felt their bodies burning hot. Zi Ge’s mouth was dry as she glanced at him, breathing heavily, “I won’t move around, you let me sleep first …”
Lan Yu Feng wrapped one hand around her waist and probed over to pull her hand propped on his shoulder under the covers, “Sleep!”
Losing her support, Zige’s entire body crouched down. Lips at first crashed into his lips. She froze, sucked in her breath, and was about to back away with a red face when he suddenly kissed her.
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Zi Ge didn’t even half struggle and fell almost immediately. She thought that she must not be able to escape this night, but Lan Yu Feng just kissed her deeply, and then, embraced her to sleep.
Overnight, Zi Ge slept extraordinarily soundly, and even though it was snowing heavily outside and the snow was so thick that it was barely above her ankles, she didn’t feel cold at all. When she opened her eyes and woke up, she subconsciously looked to her side, but there was no longer any figure of Lan Yu Feng. Sleepiness, all of a sudden dispersed without a trace, she hugged the quilt and half sat up, but the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from outside.
Lan Yu Feng was already fully dressed and walked in with his cane propped up. In such a cold day, he was still just a silk shirt and hand-tailored suit, noble and strong, with a compelling aura.
“I’m going out in a few minutes.” He pocketed one hand in his pocket and gazed with downcast eyes at her newly awakened languor, “Wash up and get up for breakfast, lunch and dinner will be brought over. Stay here all day today and don’t go anywhere.”
Ziggy picked up the curtain and looked out the window, nodding. “Got it.”
She was actually afraid to run around in a strange and foreign country.
“Is that all you’re wearing?” She frowned thinly and climbed off the bed, “I remembered to bring you a trench coat when I packed, wait a minute and I’ll bring it to you.”
Lan Yu Feng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but, looking at her busy figure, he couldn’t say the words of refusal. Moreover, this feeling, seems to be very good.
Ziggy quickly rummaged through the trenchcoat and didn’t hand it to him, it just couldn’t have been more natural to come around behind him and instruct him, “Reach out.”
Lan Yu Feng then really obediently spread his arms open and let her manipulate them. She helped him put the windbreaker on with sharp movements, and then went around to the front to button his buttons. She lowered her head and worked very carefully, buttoning one by one, fearing that the wind would come in and freeze him.
Bending his head, Lan Yu Feng looked at her focused side face, and his heart moved slightly. She was close to him, especially close. Her small face was just in front of his chest, her eyelashes slightly drooping, her long curly eyelashes fluttering like flapping butterfly wings.
Unable to help himself, he suddenly lifted his hand, and his slender fingers wrapped around the end of her hair. Zi Ge raised her face in surprise, bumping into his profound and complex vision, her heart suddenly missed a beat. Only then did she realize that her actions just now were too much like those of a lover.
His face heated up and he subconsciously drew back his hand, “You do the rest.”
Lan Yu Feng was enjoying this feeling, where would he let her leave? With a single hook, he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding onto her who was about to escape. He directly grabbed her hand and pressed it onto the double-breasted button of his trench coat, “Continue.”
His large palm, warm and powerful, as if under compulsion, Zi Ge did not have any ability to refuse at all. Leaning on his chest, obediently buttoned up the remaining buttons for him, and tiptoed up to straighten out the collar of his shirt. He did not dare to meet his line of sight, but still felt that his eyes were always burning into himself.
“I have a party to attend tonight, will you come with me?” He suddenly extended an invitation.
“Hmm?” Zige froze for a moment. And then, subconsciously shook her head, “I’d better not go. That kind of occasion must involve less drinking.”
She recalled the encounter at the last banquet, he had really not tossed himself around. Thinking about it at this moment, she felt that he was abominable to the extreme.
He didn’t force her, “It’s good not to go, saves allergies from getting me in trouble.”
Ziggy pouted, “I’m not going to drink anymore if I’m not going to help you.”
To actually complain that she was causing him trouble, this person was really heartless! Zige couldn’t help but bellyache.
“It’s almost time.” Lan Yu Feng released her and looked down at the time.
“Uh-huh.” Zige nodded. The words of advice came out of her mouth almost without thinking, “The snow is thick out there, so be careful driving. And watch your legs too.”
Lan Yu Feng took a good look at her and said nothing, hooking his lips, he turned around and went out.
Being cared for really didn’t seem too bad.
In the past, when he traveled, he was never told to do so again and again. He thought he’d gotten used to being alone like that a long time ago, but it was easy to fall in love with the way he felt now.
Zige didn’t think much of it and followed him out, sending him to the door. Lan Yu Feng walked out a step, facing the wind suddenly turned around. Zi Ge tilted her head, thinking that he was forgetting something, and was about to ask, but as soon as he bent his head his cold thin lips captured hers.
Zige’s heart trembled. Without waiting to savor it, his lips had slowly withdrawn, dropping the words in her ear, “Be good and wait for me at home.”
“Good …” she responded softly, good-naturedly. On her lips, they were still a little hot.
Outside the door, Yan Nan was already waiting there, and when he saw Mister come out, he immediately pulled open the door. Looking at the trench coat he was wearing, he couldn’t help but smile, “It’s rare for Mister to wear so much.”
Lan Yu Feng got into the car, looked at the windbreaker he was wearing, and faintly picked his lips, “It’s warm.” .
“Yes, sir’s heart should be warmer.” The kiss at the doorway just now was something Yan Nan had seen completely in his eyes.
Lan Yu Feng swept him a glance, “You talk a bit too much.”
Yan Nan laughed a little and immediately brought the topic to business, “Tonight’s banquet will be attended by people from both sides of the government, it seems to be sincere enough to want to invite you to cooperate.”
“Uh-huh. Get me a date for the party.”
“I thought you would have brought your wife to attend.”
Lan Yu Feng gave him a look, “That kind of occasion is not suitable for her.”
Yan Nan suddenly smiled, nodding in understanding. Madam is an alcohol allergy, so if she really brought it to the banquet, I’m afraid it would be unavoidable to perfume it.
Watching his car disappear into the snow, Zige only turned to enter the house, slowly bringing the door with her. Sitting on the blanket in front of the fireplace, looking at the leaping embers, she couldn’t help but raise her hand and touch her lips. As if the breath that belongs to him, still remains here …
Between and Lan Yu Feng, seems to become more and more different …
She, surprisingly, wasn’t repulsed either. And …
What a strange thing. Obviously he just walked out of this room, and now she already can not help but miss him …
Is he too bored? That’s why it’s full of his figure, his kisses, and last night … their heartbeats that messed with each other …
All day long, Ziggy had found it difficult to get through. After calling Little Bean to make sure he was well and in school, he hung up on his mother again.
For lunch and dinner, she was alone. Sitting on the sofa, listening to the unintelligible Russian on the TV, cocking her head and looking out the window at the goose feather snow, her heart was inexplicably a little empty. It was already 9:00 p. m. He should still be at the dinner party by now!
Will he … ever think of himself?