…
There was no sound from the person beside her, so Bai Lu didn't think too much about it. Her mind was in a mess. Occasionally, a car whizzed past on the opposite side of the road, but she didn't pay close attention to the person who had sent her back. She was in a bad mood. Actually, being drunk made her feel even worse, especially when she vomited. It felt as though her organs were being emptied, but when she vomited everything out, she felt empty …
Humans were really contradictory, just like her.
She thought about it, but she didn't dare to.
Was she asking for trouble?
But … didn't he say that he would wait for her at the same spot? She hadn't gone far, but he was already far away.
Men's words were probably just that untrustworthy. So what if it was Liang Feifan? She had only been gone for five months. She clearly knew where she was, but she hadn't looked for her once, let alone called her …
Her heart felt terrible. When the night breeze blew, she felt her eyes sting. Those emotions that she had suppressed for a long time were fluttering and wreaking havoc in her chest. They would not stop until they had tormented her to the point of insanity!
Bai Lu really couldn't take it anymore. She reached out and grabbed a water bottle beside her. As though venting her anger, she stood up abruptly and threw the bottle away. At the same time, she shouted into the pitch-black night sky, "… Liang Feifan, you fickle-minded person. I hate you —"
However, in the next second, she lost her balance and fell backward. "Ah!" Bai Lu exclaimed. Instinctively, she closed her eyes, thinking that she was going to fall. Unexpectedly, a pair of hands suddenly reached out and supported her steadily.
Bai Lu's body stiffened. She was mostly sober, but her mind was still a little dazed. Even her reaction was a little slow, but she didn't feel the pain that she expected. Instead, she heard a deep breath beside her ear. It seemed … a little familiar.
She slowly opened her eyes. The handsome face that greeted her eyes was the one that she had been thinking about day and night. Deep eyebrows, a straight nose, thin lips, and that pair of pitch-black eyes that were the most attractive —
This face … Was she dreaming?
It wasn't that she hadn't dreamed of him before. In the past five months, she had had all kinds of dreams. Not every dream was related to this man, but he occupied most of her dreams. He was just that domineering. He had clearly said that he would let her go, but in the end, he followed her like a shadow.
Right now, he must be dreaming …
However, today's dream felt a little real, because his breath was clearly on her face. His face was getting closer and closer, and in the depths of his enchanting eyes, she could see her own face …
Was this really a dream?
She couldn't help but reach out and press on his eyebrows. Her soft fingers pressed gently, and the overly realistic touch woke Bai Lu up abruptly.
This was not a dream.
This man …
"Are you sure that I'm the one who changed my mind?"
The man suddenly spoke up. His voice was deep and powerful, with a hint of suppression. His two sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed. It was so familiar yet so distant. "If you're so dissatisfied with me, why don't you come and confront me? Scolding me when you're drunk, you're really something! "
"…"
Bai Lu blinked a little sluggishly. All the parts in her brain seemed to have stopped working. Her breathing had stopped, and her heart had stopped beating. The entire world, all the sounds … had stopped.
All she could see was this handsome face, and all she could hear was that deep voice echoing in her ears.
…
You're not dreaming, you're not dreaming … Bai Lu, it's real! The man in front of you, the man who's hugging you, is real …
Her brain buzzed, and she finally came back to her senses. Bai Lu's stiff body moved. Her breath was still stuck in her throat, but suddenly, someone grabbed the back of her neck and waist and lifted her up. She let out a muffled groan. Her body was unsteady, and she was controlled by someone. She took two steps back and her back hit the wall beside her.
"Liang Feifan …"
Those three heart-wrenching words rolled on the tip of her tongue and rolled across her heart. In the next second, her lips were firmly sealed. Bai Lu's entire body trembled violently. Her hands instinctively pushed against Liang Feifan's chest, but the man grabbed her wrists and lifted her up. His hard body pressed against hers and pressed against her soft body. He kissed her fiercely, forcefully, and deeply.
It had been too long. For five months, for so many days and nights, he couldn't sleep because he thought about her body, but he still didn't dare to call her. He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to face him, so he indulged her and left her alone in England. Here, he allowed people to send him bits and pieces of her life, her studies, and every scene was the best antidote for a terminally ill patient like him.
If it hadn't been for the previous batch of photos where that blonde-haired, blue-eyed brat actually dared to hold her hand, he might have continued living like this.
He didn't know how long he would have to wait, but he knew that if she wanted, he was willing to give her one and a half years, two and a half years, or even three and a half years. Anyway, he hadn't solved the problem at Ye Group yet. Half of the reason why he didn't contact her was because he was worried about her safety.
Buck had already told him a few times that Ye Zijie had secretly sent people to England. If he hadn't had the foresight to ask Buck to watch over Bai Lu, Ye Zijie would have already made his move.
…
She was still doing well. He also knew that she had learned well at SGA. Her talent in design had been completely exposed. Looking at the woman he loved in front of the camera every day, Liang Feifan would occasionally feel helpless, but at the same time, he would also feel satisfied.
But she actually dared to hold hands with another man.
In the end, he couldn't control himself. He threw the photos away and asked Guan Chao to prepare a private jet for him to come to England.
After arriving, he was sure that he hadn't come to the wrong place. The feeling of being in his arms was too substantial. He hugged her, kissed her, and devoured her breath. The taste of alcohol in his mouth also became sweeter …
"… What should you call me, hm?"
Liang Feifan nibbled on her lips, controlling her breathing. The drunk woman was a little sober, but most of her rationality was devoured by his kiss. All she heard was a man's voice in her ear. It was deep, coaxing, and gentle. It made her want to cry uncontrollably. "Call me hubby."
–
Bai Lu's heart ached. This voice, this warmth, this touch, and this kiss. It was too familiar, yet too foreign …
She felt sad. Was he finally willing to come and see her?
She reached out and pushed his chest. Her entire body was trembling, and her heart ached. Her eyes were red, but the air she breathed into her lungs belonged to him …
"… Let go of me!"
She struggled. Although she had drunk a lot, she had vomited most of it. Her mind was more or less clear now. Naturally, she recalled the scene she saw in the washroom of the bar.
In the past five months, he didn't ask about her. In City A, he attended various events with Ye Lian. How many of them were caught being intimate? What about the ones that weren't caught?
The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt. Using the little alcohol left in her body, Bai Lu reached out to push him away. "… I told you to let go of me … Let go of me … Mm … Mm …"
Liang Feifan frowned. He was very dissatisfied with her yelling for him to let go of her the moment she saw him. After all, they had been separated for five months. Although he saw her living condition every day, they were not together. That kind of feeling, under the accumulation of longing, became fiercer and fiercer.
He longed for her body and longed for her as a person. The man who had always been able to control everything was now afraid that this woman would push him away.
This thought prompted him to deepen the kiss. His large palms continued to knead her body. The two of them were standing at the entrance of the apartment. Liang Feifan kissed the little woman in his arms until she was panting. Then, he loosened his grip a little. While she was still a little dazed, he carried her up and strode to the door.
The apartment was locked with a password. As for the password, it was impossible for Liang Feifan not to know it. He pushed the door open and put her down.
As soon as Bai Lu's feet touched the ground, she was instantly clear-headed. The room was pitch-black, but she could clearly see the deep outline of the man's face. The man's three-dimensional features were faintly discernible through the window and the moonlight.
Bai Lu pushed his chest with both hands. At this moment, she was completely sure that she wasn't dreaming. This man, after five months, really came back. He was right in front of her …
Hadn't the longing accumulated in her heart for a long time?
She didn't dare to tell others, and there was no one for her to confide in. Even looking at his information on the Internet had become a taboo. At this moment, this man was finally standing in front of her. Those thoughts had turned into grievances. In her chest, they flooded like a flood, causing the woman who had never liked to cry to quickly turn red. Her long eyelashes trembled, and the tears in her eyes suddenly fell with a plop. She didn't expect to fall on the back of Liang Feifan's hand.
It was wet. Liang Feifan sighed softly. He really didn't understand what was wrong with her. He just knew that she was crying. In the dark, the petite woman, who reeked of alcohol, curled up in his arms. The strength of his hands was still a little resistant, but the way he cried really made his heart ache.
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