Chapter 364: Chapter 234 At the mont when ambiguity went to my head, I thought it was love, Yu Ai_2
He turned around and walked back, spreading his arms at the door to embrace her.
Taking the initiative indeed felt more comfortable, and Pei Muchan’s body was so soft it was almost ridiculous, with an astonishing elasticity. A faint, cool fragrance rushed to et him as he buried his face in her hair.
His body gradually ward, and a taste of sharp, rusty acidity blossod on his tongue. People tend to taste rust when they are nervous, their heart rate increasing.
Finally, he understood what “a gentleman’s paradise” was—this must be it. Her figure was curvy and properly plump, enjoying the softness to the touch.
It was inevitable that his thoughts would beco restless, his entire being feeling a rush of blood.
When Pei Muchan was embraced, her body stiffened slightly; she hadn’t expected to make such a request. Their bodies pressed close, she could feel how hard his was, like a slab of iron.
His broad, angular build, from his abdon to his chest, pressed tightly against her, giving her a slight sense of suffocation.
Suddenly, she understood that a man like him had steadfast convictions in his heart. No matter what happened, he knew exactly what he wanted to do and was never fickle.
Perhaps he was like a mayfly, but he would always be gazing up at the clear sky.
…..
Xu Qingyan returned to his car, taking a mont to calm his emotions.
Pei Muchan’s cold fragrance still lingered on his collar, the faint, alluring scent enticing him. Closing his eyes, the only mories that flashed through his mind were the sensations of their bodies rubbing against each other.
Thinking of the rosy hue that adorned Pei Muchan’s neck during their embrace made his heart flutter uncontrollably.
With a buzz, his phone rang.
Thinking it might be a ssage from Pei Muchan, he picked up the phone only to discover it was from Zhou Mian.
“Brother Xu, back in Xinghai? Got ti to hang out?”
Xu Qingyan glanced at the ssage, pushing down the slight emotional turbulence and typed a quick reply.
“Not coming, chest feels a bit oppressed.”
Zhou Mian: “?? If you’re not feeling well, do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up? I have friends at a few hospitals in Xinghai; I can make an appointnt for you if you need.”
“No need, I checked; it’s just that Boss Pei hugged too tightly just now.”
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Mian was silent for about half a minute.
Suddenly, the indicator that the other person was typing lit up, and seven or eight voice ssages ca in a rush, each one longer than the last.
He dared not play the longest one, which was sixty seconds.
By the ti he got ho, it was already midnight, and he habitually replied to ssages one by one. Pei Muchan’s, Lin Wanzhou’s, Shen Jinyue’s from two days ago, and ssages from Li Yang.
Hm? Li Yang?
“Brother, did you go to Chang’an?”
He opened the chat with Li Yang, the last ssage dated at the national holiday, and realized it had been half a month since he last spoke to this distant cousin.
In fact, there wasn’t much to talk about; she was a college student.
Xu Qingyan, already imrsed in work life, wouldn’t dream about a freshman girl. Moreover, college life was full of vibrancy.
He figured if he were Li Yang, he wouldn’t want to chat often with an out-of-touch old fogey, either.
“Yeah, how did you know?”
“Because… I saw you in soone else’s video.”
Li Yang sent him a short video, and the background looked sowhat familiar. He scrutinized it closely and saw it seed to be outside the Great Tang All Day Mall. He scrubbed the tiline to watch it once, but noticed nothing.
Xu: “???”
A picture was sent over, an eighth-second screenshot. His profile had flashed across the fra.
Xu: “You can recognize from this? /Smile/ Don’t love too much.”
It was just a joke, and after sending it, he threw his phone aside and went to take a shower. It wasn’t until he returned, after blow-drying his hair, that he saw Li Yang’s reply, “No, not at all, just happened…to see you.”
He yawned and went to bed.
anwhile, in a female dormitory at Xinghai University.
Because there were no early classes the next day, none of the dorm mates had gone to bed yet. One was playing gas, another watching videos, one chatting, and Li Yang was lost in thought.
It’s unclear who started it, but suddenly soone remarked,
“The guy we saw during the day was really handso.”
Nightti chats in a girls’ dormitory vary, largely depending on the relationships between the dorm mates. If the relationships are average, everyone does their own thing and goes to bed by eleven.
The four people in Li Yang’s dorm got along well, usually attending classes and als together. The outlier was Min Huili, who generally skipped classes to stay in the library.
Even so, the other three roommates didn’t make any sour comnts. After learning that she was studying hard to earn a recomndation for a graduate program to escape her impoverished family circumstances, they were all understanding and supportive.
When Min Huili occasionally didn’t go to the library, the four of them still dined together or walked on the athletic field.
No matter what girls in the dorm start discussing, from “what to eat tomorrow morning” to “is the instructor an idiot”, the ending statent is inevitably, “Anyway, I’m not having kids. Whoever loves kids can have them.”
Liu Wenjun was the little Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai princess of the dorm, from a wealthy family, and always adorned with branded goods. On the day the sester began, the empty bed Li Yang saw was hers.
Though she appeared high-valued and aloof, she was generous in nature.
She left her makeup on the tabletop for her roommates to use—just let her know. She had stocked the dorm with six boxes of tissues, saying outright that she was covering for everyone, and stashed them in the corner.
“Cut it out. He wasn’t that handso, nowhere near my idols,” she said.
“Hey, Liu Liu, are those even human words coming out of your mouth?” i ngqi teased, “Comparing regular people with idols, who could outshine them?”
“Stop calling Liu Liu! You’re the one who’s Liu Liu!” The princess Liu Liu was incensed, abandoning her ga.
“Okay, okay, Liu Liu, it’s just my accent there,” i ngqi chuckled awkwardly, then sighed softly, “But still, regular folks can’t really asure up to idols.”
“You underestimate the common people of this world; not all idols have ga-winning looks,” Liu Wenjun interjected.
Li Yang slowly ca back to reality, moving away from Xu Qingyan’s words, “Don’t love too much.” Flustered, she explained, but he did not reply.
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