Chapter 27
The force around her waist—loosened, and Cheng Jinlan retreated back into the yard, then reached out to grab his collar and pulled him into the yard as well, leaving only the pink gift box at the empty doorway. Cheng Jinlan wanted to go pick it up but it was too late, she could only resign herself to fate and hope that her mother wouldn't see it.
Of course it was impossible that she wouldn't see it. The pink of the box was especially eye-catching in the night, and Fei Zuhui's eyes were looking towards her daughter's ho as she talked about Cheng Liqi's amusing stories.
"Oh, why is there a box at the old Cheng's doorway?"
Fei Zuhui's voice rang out just one wall away, and Cheng Jinlan's breath had just been stolen away monts before, she hadn't recovered yet. Now hearing her mother discover the box, her already unsteady breathing beca even more urgent. The lights on the balcony and doorway were still on, aning she hadn't gone to sleep yet. Her mother would probably take the box, enter the passcode and co in to ask about it.
Cheng Jinlan first used her eyes to warn Shao Chengze not to make any noise, then pulled his wrist, thinking about where in the yard would be best to hide him.
She pulled, but he didn't move.
She pulled again, but he still didn't move.
Cheng Jinlan turned her head to look at him. "Let's go," she whispered through gritted teeth. What was he staying put for? To confront her parents face to face at the doorway?
But Shao Chengze still stood in place, his gaze deep and obscure.
She had rarely lowered her defenses, revealing such a flustered girlish side.
Probably because her mind was tense, her hand gripped his wrist tightly, not rejecting such natural intimacy with him.
She should have already showered, her hair clipped up in a shark fin style was a bit ssy from their earlier tussle, and a few loose strands hung lazily at her neckside, her porcelain white face was like jade, her brows and eyes a dark black, a hint of passion at the corners of her eyes, her delicate red lips were dotted with smudges of crimson, that was his blood, under the clear moonlight, it aroused a person's very soul.
Shao Chengze's fingertip rubbed at her lip beads, the light in his eyes growing deeper bit by bit as his fingertip moved.
He was...kissing her with his eyes.
Cheng Jinlan was furious, and bit down hard on his fingers, as hard as she could, wishing she could bite his fingers right off.
The warmth and wetness enveloping his finger, Shao Chengze felt a fire ignite through his body in that mont, burning away the last shreds of reason left in his eyes. His blood rushed swiftly to one place, if it were possible, he really wanted to use the door in front of them as a bed, and pin her against it.
He reached out to circle her waist, with the force he used to grab soone, Cheng Jinlan should have slamd right into his body, but at the last mont, he controlled her shoulder with his other hand, leaving a barely discernible gap between their bodies.
He wanted to be a gentleman, but couldn't beco a gentleman, so he could only pretend to be one. No wonder she called him despicable and shaless.
His hand was in her mouth, his lips buried in her neck.
Her long, fair neck under his hot lips couldn't help but arch high, facilitating his actions even more. Cheng Jinlan was wearing soft slippers, even stomping down hard on his leather shoes wouldn't produce much force. The two of them silently pulled back and forth.
Sotis, silent entanglent was more intoxicating than loud intimacy.
Outside the door, Fei Zuhui was just about to enter the passcode, but Cheng Shanhe stopped his wife.
Fei Zuhui looked back at him. "What's wrong?"
Cheng Shanhe pointed at the car parked not far away in the darkness. "Don't go in, looks like soone's here."
Only then did Fei Zuhui notice the car concealed by the night. She peered at the license plate number, very unique digits, sowhat familiar, but she couldn't recall where she had seen it before.
She was happy inside, and unconsciously lowered her voice. "Could she be dating a friend? Don't tell
it's that He family boy I saw yesterday? I thought at first glance of his photo that he would be the type my daughter likes, didn't expect them to progress so quickly."
No matter how low Fei Zuhui kept her voice, the two people inside the door could hear very clearly.
Because of the phrase "the type she likes
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