Lin Qian sat in the car for a while, recalling what had just happened. Thinking of his eyes and his wandering hands, as well as his deep and intimate voice in her ear, she couldn't help blushing and laughing.
It was time to get off work, so there were a lot of people coming and going in the parking lot. She waited for a long time before she found the right time to sneak into his car. Fortunately, his parking spot was in a remote area, so no one noticed her hiding in the passenger seat.
After sitting for a few more minutes, she saw a figure coming in from the window. The driver's door opened, and Li Zhicheng got in.
Lin Qian's heart seemed to be immersed in a full, itchy sweetness with his arrival. She didn't say anything, just lowered her head and played with her fingers.
Li Zhicheng didn't say anything either. He looked at her thoughtfully and started the car.
When the car drove out of the gate of the company, Lin Qian was like a rabbit, nimbly lowering her body to avoid being seen by others. Although Li Zhicheng said before she went on the business trip that he wanted to make it public. But every time this happened, she still subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
But she didn't forget to stop him while hiding, "Don't laugh at me."
"Okay," he answered in a calm tone.
Then she felt a hand gently on her back. It was a very casual movement, as if he was touching something that belonged to him. Lin Qian's back and neck were numb from his touch. Not long after they drove out of the gate, she straightened up with a red face.
She felt that she must have overreacted. It was such a simple touch, but why … why did she feel lust?
Was it because she hadn't been intimate with him for a long time, so she was overthinking? After all, a few months ago, she also had a taste of it, and her desire was not satisfied …
Lin Qian was still thinking about it, speechless. Li Zhicheng looked at the blue sky and the setting sun, driving steadily and fast.
After driving for a while, Lin Qian came back to her senses and suddenly realized something.
They weren't going to her house. Her house was just a few hundred meters across the road. Unknowingly, he had been driving for so long.
"Where are we going?" she asked. She had always thought that he would take her home first, put down the luggage, and then go to dinner.
"My house," he answered concisely, "Put down the luggage, and then we'll go to dinner."
Lin Qian was stunned.
What … He was taking her home so naturally? When did she agree to stay at his place tonight?
Even though Lin Qian complained to herself, she didn't say a word in the end. She pretended to watch the scenery and listen to the radio calmly, letting Li Zhicheng drive the car directly to her house.
The place where he lived was not far from Aida Group. It was a building that had been built two years ago. Because it was on the outskirts of the city, the area of the district was very large. As far as the eye could see, there were twenty to thirty buildings scattered under the sun.
He lived in a townhouse near the lake in the deepest part of the district.
Lin Qian liked his house very much. That was because she didn't like the feeling of home when she lived in a super large villa. His villa was a two-story building with courtyards in the front and back. The backyard was used for parking, and the front yard was planted with many flowers and plants. There was even a wooden shelf, but it was empty.
Lin Qian touched the tall wooden frame. "What are you going to plant?"
"Up to you."
Lin Qian's heart was filled with sweetness, but she continued to complain in a very unyielding manner, "Tsk, this isn't my home."
As soon as they entered the door, they arrived at the entrance. Behind the entrance was a spacious living room. The decoration and furniture were all in the American rural style, magnificent yet warm and exquisite. Lin Qian looked around and asked, "You didn't pretend to be here, did you?"
Li Zhicheng threw her luggage on the sofa and nodded. "It's my dad's house. I'm living here for the time being."
Lin Qian understood. She put her hands behind her back and began to look around with great interest. Li Zhicheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and followed behind her.
Living room, dining room, kitchen, guest bedroom … Obviously, except for the living room, the other rooms on the first floor didn't seem to have been used. Walking up the beige spiral stairs, the first floor was a small living room, which was quiet and clear.
Then there was the study. This room was relatively large, filled with a few bookshelves, which looked spectacular.
Then there was a gym with a treadmill and two other fitness equipment.
Lin Qian stood at the door. "You still work out every day?"
Li Zhicheng said, "I'm used to it."
That was true. When he was in the army, he must have exercised a lot every day. Lin Qian turned her head and reached out to pinch his arm. He didn't look strong, but when she pinched him, it was all hard muscles. Of course, the most beautiful part of his body was his well-defined, well-proportioned abdominal muscles. Before she left last time, she even leaned on them and rubbed her head for a long time … Lin Qian's face heated up, and she calmly left the gym.
Finally, there was the master bedroom. The master bedroom was very spacious, with bright and complicated crystal lamps, layers of golden brown curtains, a round white big bed, and a tall wardrobe. But the decoration was also very simple, with nothing but the bed and the wardrobe. There was even only a pillow at the head of the bed.
As if he could sense her thoughts, Li Zhicheng's low voice rang in her ear. "Go to the wardrobe and get another pillow."
Lin Qian's face suddenly heated up, and she turned around and glared at him. "Get it yourself!"
His eyes were filled with a deep smile, and he pulled her hand to the wardrobe. He opened the door and took out a pillow. He looked down at her and threw the pillow to her. Lin Qian caught it reflexively, then turned around with a blush and put the pillow on the bed.
Playful again, she pushed his pillow to the far corner, and then put her new pillow in the middle, dominating it. After finishing these actions, she was about to turn around and show off to him, but suddenly she felt his warm body from behind, and he reached out to hug her waist.
Lin Qian was buckled to the wardrobe from behind, with one hand on the wardrobe and the other around her waist. His lips moved down along her face and neck, kissing and rubbing silently. Only when Lin Qian's whole body went limp did he turn her around to face him. But he still buckled her to the wardrobe and circled her in his arms.
"Why did you suddenly kiss me? I just took over your position …" Why was he suddenly aroused and kissed her so fiercely?
Facing her coquettishly, there was no smile on his face, and his eyes were dark and scary.
"Lin Qian, today is the 23rd."
Lin Qian was stunned, and he let go of her, "Let's go eat first."
They had dinner at a small restaurant outside the neighborhood, and the taste was good. Lin Qian had completely forgotten the melancholy and disappointment of the past two months, as well as the unfamiliarity with him in the past few hours. She completely reverted to her old self, enjoying the delicious food on the table while telling Li Zhicheng about the fun things that happened outside.
Although he didn't say much, he was obviously very happy, with a slight smile on his face. And his dark and deep eyes were always on her. This made Lin Qian feel a little nervous.
When they walked out of the restaurant, the night was just right, the moon was clear, and the neighborhood was quiet and deep. Lin Qian was confused, thinking about what was going to happen tonight.
After the nervousness, she subconsciously wanted to delay.
"Walk a hundred steps after a meal, live to ninety-nine," she said righteously, "Let's walk a few rounds."
Li Zhicheng glanced at her and answered, "Let's go to the supermarket."
"Why are we going to the supermarket?"
Li Zhicheng put his arm around her waist, "To buy something."
At first, Lin Qian didn't realize what he was going to buy. The supermarket was crowded and lively on the weekend. She saw the fruit section, walked over happily, and picked a few oranges and golden fruits.
After weighing them, Li Zhicheng took them from her hand and continued to walk forward with her arm around his. They walked around, but Lin Qian didn't have anything else to buy. When they were close to the cashier, she remembered and asked, "What do you want to buy?"
Li Zhicheng didn't say anything.
He held her hand, looking through the rows of shelves, and finally stopped in front of a row of colorful boxes.
Lin Qian saw it clearly, and this time she blushed. Subconsciously, she wanted to break away from his hand, but his reaction was faster than hers, and he held her even tighter, making it clear that he wanted her to stay by his side.
Li Zhicheng was a man of deep character. Although he didn't know much about this kind of product before, he didn't say much, nor did he ask the salesperson. Instead, he stood in front of the shelf, looked at it for a while, then picked a box and threw it into the shopping basket.
Then he looked down at her, "Is it okay?"
Lin Qian felt like thousands of horses were galloping in her mind. Why is he asking me if it's okay? It's like I'm the one using it.
But it's true that it's used on me, no wonder he asked me …
Lin Qian's face became hotter as these messy thoughts ran through her mind. She didn't say anything, and glanced at the box of condoms, Okamoto 003.
Hmph … He's quite picky.
From the moment they walked out of the supermarket to the first step toward his house, Lin Qian fell into a kind of slow torment.
They walked side by side. He didn't talk much, and his steps were neither fast nor slow. But Lin Qian looked at his calm side profile, looked at his tall and straight figure, and then thought of the box of condoms he had just put in his pocket, and began to feel restless.
She even remembered the days after Mount Emei, when he pressed her on the bed in the middle of the night, kissing her all over repeatedly. And his hard, hot desire, in her palms, had also silently touched her belly, poking her again and again, full of silent hints. And at that time, he raised his blazing black eyes and looked at her with an extremely predatory gaze, just like a real wolf that had exposed its true nature …
Lin Qian continued to walk forward with him in silence.
However, every step he took seemed to be filled with joy, shaking his spirit, and shaking his soul.
Soon they arrived at his house.
Because the villa area was unusually quiet, and now there were only the two of them standing in the house, it was even more silent. The only thing Lin Qian could hear was her own hot and rapid breathing.
Li Zhicheng looked as calm as usual, turned his head and glanced at her, "I'll take a shower downstairs. If you want to shower, use the bathroom in the master bedroom. "
Lin Qian, "Okay …"
He lowered his head and kissed her again, "Go upstairs and wait for me."
Lin Qian's heart suddenly trembled again, and she couldn't say anything. She could only … go upstairs obediently.
As the hot water slowly washed her body, Lin Qian looked at the clear water flowing between her fingers, a bit dazed.
She was about to become his. He finally got what he wanted.
Thinking of this, she felt a little sad and a little funny. She covered her face with her hands. Li Zhicheng, will we love each other for the rest of our lives? I'm about to walk towards you now, how I wish this moment could last forever. So that I won't let down your waiting and desire, and I won't let down my courage.
She also remembered why Li Zhicheng said today was the 23rd.
Because her last period was on the 14th.
Today was safe, and she wouldn't be disturbed in the middle of the day.
He really remembered it well.
She turned off the tap and put on her nightdress. It was a silk dress, the length just above her knees. The V-shaped collar revealed a small piece of snow-white skin on her chest. Her arms and calves were also exposed.
Lin Qian looked at herself in the mirror for a while, then pushed open the bathroom door.
As soon as she walked out, she was stunned.
The curtains were drawn, covering her completely. The chandelier on the ceiling was also turned off, leaving only a dim floor lamp, which shone on the whole room.
Li Zhicheng was standing next to the lamp, hearing the sound, he turned his head.
He was wearing a long black bathrobe, his hands were in the pockets, and his calves were exposed. The bathrobe was made of velvet, pure black and soft, which made his face look colder and whiter. In this state, he looked more languid and graceful than usual, but he was still handsome and imposing.
She wondered how long he had been waiting for her.
Lin Qian even forgot to breathe, staring at him blankly.
And when he saw her, he took his hands out of his pockets, and slowly walked towards her, step by step.
Lin Qian's heart almost jumped out of her throat.
He walked in front of her, looking down at her. Lin Qian's palms began to sweat.
All of a sudden, she saw him bend down, and carry her in his arms. Lin Qian let out a low cry, her body was already firmly in his arms.
It was so quiet, her face pressed against his chest, and she could hear his equally rapid heartbeat. And he looked down from above, his deep eyes were like the endless dark night, firmly staring at her.
"Lin Qian," he asked slowly, "how long have I waited?"
Lin Qian felt her throat was dry, and answered in a slightly hoarse voice, "… 79 days?"
He carried her, turned around and walked to the big bed behind him.
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