[POV Bai Chang]
A pair of arms wrapped around and carried in a princess style. Qiang's presence in my proximity brought out altogether a different kind of warmth. I snuggled into his arms.
He held tight and walked inside.
As he laid down on the couch, I held onto his hands.
"Are you awake?" he asked playfully.
"Umm-hmm" I replied.
"Do you want to sleep so more?"
I shook my head but still kept on lying on the couch wrapped inside the blanket.
He started to play with my hair. There was silence between us, but in no way was it awkward or smothering us. There was an understanding. Slowly we were building trust among us.
"You rest so more, I will join you after I freshen up," he said.
I simply nodded my head in reply while taking a long yawn. He ruffled my hair and left.
(Oh no! I am no pet of yours that you pet on my head.)
I am simply annoyed by that.
I peek around the living room through my blanket. It's empty, I couldn't find Zhang Wei there.
In the garden, they talked about sothing related to Bai Chang. What could it an? As I woke up in the middle of their conversation, I am not too clear of the premise. I will later take a look at 'Jiffy' to know the content.
At the mont, I don't feel like leaving the blanket. It's so cosy and warm.
(Well understand that it's winter already.)
We are soon approaching the month of December. Currently, it's the end of November month. Though the central heating for the Villa is on, stepping outside still felt harsh.
There are light sounds of footsteps on the stairs.
After a mont Qiang cos within my sight.
"You look so cute rolled up in that blanket," he said, while he had a light smile playing on his lips.
"Well thank you," I puffed my cheeks, still annoyed that he ssed my hair.
"Why are you sulking?"
"You ssed my hair," I replied while pouting.
"Co here, let fix it for you."
He sat beside and got hold of my comb from sowhere.
(Did he ss them up, so can comb them himself?)
He slowly started to comb my hair.
Lightly he brushed the knots out of my hair. It felt great. Like getting myself a hair massage.
I closed my eyes as I slowly enjoyed the stimulation.
(In my head I see the Hu residency living room, where I'm sitting on the carpet, while Qiang is brushing my hairs. It looked so surreal. Then I realised it is a part of Bai Chang's mories.)
I suddenly interrupt him combing my hair.
"Where is the party? At what ti is it?" I asked him.
He looked surprised by my abrupt question but still answered, "It's at the Grand Hotel, the sa venue as of our fashion show. Ti is 7:00 p.m."
"Okay," I replied.
I lean into him and we just sit around like that overlooking the garden outside. It's dark but there was an altogether different charm to the flowers in the garden.
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