By the time Song Fengwan came back to her senses, Fu Chen had already helped her tie her belt. She hurriedly reached out to press on the knot and thanked him in a muffled voice. âThank you.â
Fu Chen retracted his arms and clenched his fists. He clenched and loosened his fists a few times. There was a thin layer of sweat on them.
He wanted to get close to her. But he also knew that with their relationship right now, if he got closer to her and started a fire within himself, he would have to extinguish it himself.
âDo you still want to read Dream of the Red Chamber?â Fu Chen changed the topic. His voice was dry and hoarse, and his breath blew on the side of her face, making her whole body tense up.
âYes.â Song Fengwan nodded, her voice soft.
âIâll get it for you.â Fu Chen leaned forward with one hand on the bookshelf and pressed against her back. He took the book out and passed it to her.
Song Fengwan took the book and was about to leave when Fu Chen reached out and blocked her way.
âDonât take a book like this next time. Itâll be dangerous if it falls down.â Fu Chen stared at her flushed face, and his voice was hoarse.
Song Fengwan hugged the book and nodded gently like a startled rabbit.
âAre you still angry?â Fu Chen acted domineering and didnât allow her to go out.
âNo.â
âYouâve been avoiding me recently.â Fu Chen hunched his back and leaned his face closer to her. His bright black eyes stared at her, and his pupils seemed to be flickering with flames, making her chest swell and heat up.
âIâm not avoiding you.â?Heâs clearly the one whoâs been too busy recently, so even though we live under the same roof, we rarely see each other.
Why is this man calling me out despite being the cause himself?
It was the same at the ski resort. He was the one who stole my first kiss, yet he even asked me to compensate him for his Buddhist prayer bead bracelet.
âDonât you hate me for coercing you into my room that night?â Fu Chenâs voice seemed to come out of his chest, low and deep. His voice was gorgeous and seductive, and his breath was slightly hot and alluring.
âIâ¦â Before Song Fengwan could speak, there was a loud sound.
Following it was Duan Linbai crying out in pain.
Duan Linbaiâs pupils widened.?What the f*ck?! What did I hear?!
âBig Brother Duan had an accident!â Song Fengwan pointed behind Fu Chen. âLetâs hurry and take a look.â
Then she pushed Fu Chen away and wanted to run.
Fu Chen grabbed her arm and pushed her back onto the bookshelf. He leaned over and said in a deep and hoarse voice, âIâm talking to you, but you still have the mood to care about others?â
âNo, heâ¦â Song Fengwanâs mind was a little blank. She looked into his dark and bright eyes. The fingers wrapped around her arm were strong and powerful. For some reason, she felt that her legs were weak.
âAnswer my question. Do you hate me?â
âNo.â Song Fengwan only felt that Fu Chen was not as indifferent and heartless as the rumors said. In her heart, he was no longer a character in a story but instead a living person.
âOkay, thatâs good.â Fu Chen got a satisfactory answer. He let go of her hand and smiled at her.
His smile was as bright as dawn.
Song Fengwanâs heart started racing wildly. She hugged the book and ran away from him.
I did feel wronged about that matter, but did I hate him?
Not at all.
Duan Linbai was sitting on the bed and rubbing his nose. He had been lying on the bed playing with his phone. When he heard what Fu Chen said earlier, his heart tightened, his fingers relaxed, and his phone smashed onto his face.
It really f*cking hurts.
Luckily, my nose is real, or else it definitely would have collapsed.
This shameless beast publicly teased a minor. And she f*cking said something about in his room last time?
Iâm still a living human being. Yet he ignored me and directly flirted with her?
Heâs way too much.
Fu Chen took out a book at random and sat on the empty bed between the two of them. He was in a good mood.
She doesnât hate me?
Can I understand it as: Thereâs some fondness?
***
A few minutes later, two masseuses came into the room. It was a man and a woman around thirty years old in uniforms.
First, it was a foot bath and a foot massage. When the masseuse pressed on certain acupuncture points, it really hurt a little. Song Fengwan shrunk her body, clutched the bedsheets, and gritted her teeth, embarrassed to cry out in pain.
Fu Chen was holding a book, but he kept tilting his head to look at her. He had a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
On the other side, Duan Linbai was moaning in comfort.
From time to time, the words âcomfortableâ and âniceâ would come out of his mouth. Shi Fang and Qian Jiang stood guard at the door. The soundproofing wasnât very good, and someone was moaning very happily.
Shi Fang whispered, âThis is having a massage? People who donât know better might think heâs moaning in bed.â
Qian Jiangâs face remained cold, but he clenched his fists tightly. He didnât understand why Third Master had such a friend.
Fu Chen turned around and glared at Duan Linbai. Duan Linbai immediately shut his mouth.
Canât I even moan in comfort a few times? He even glared at me to threaten me.
***
After Song Fengwanâs foot massage ended, the masseuse started massaging her body. The female masseuse knew that she was young and was afraid that she wouldnât be comfortable if someone was looking at her, so she let down the curtain in the middle. Even so, Song Fengwan still didnât know how to cooperate, and her movements were stiff and awkward.
âTry to relax your body. Donât be nervous. Just leave it to me.â The masseuse smiled.
The masseuse massaged her back for a while and helped her stretch her tendons. âYour body is very soft.â
âI learned dance for a few years when I was young.â Qiao Aiyun felt that learning dance would improve peopleâs temperament. But Song Fengwan didnât have much interest and gradually abandoned it.
âYour skin is fair and tender. Itâs so nice to be young. Even if you donât apply products, your skinâs still clean and pretty.â
Fu Chen couldnât see anything and could only continue reading. Hearing this, he looked up and saw a certain someone grinning at him.
He wished he could throw the book at a certain someoneâs face.
***
After the massage, the three of them rested for a while before walking out of the massage center. There was a night market nearby. Although it was regulated, there were still many food stalls and barbecues after 10 p.m.
Song Fengwan was really a little hungry. Duan Linbai suggested having some barbecue, so she immediately looked at Fu Chen pitifully.
âWhy are you looking at him? Itâs my treat. If he doesnât want to go, Iâll take you home later.â Duan Linbai snorted coldly.
âLetâs go.â Fu Chen pulled the scarf around her neck up an inch to cover her mouth and nose. âThe wind is strong, and itâs cold outside.â
Duan Linbaiâs âdog eyesâ were totally blinded tonight by Fu Chenâs affection.
The night market was very close to the massage center. The three of them walked on foot, and a certain someone quietly approached Fu Chen. âThird Fu, Little Sister-in-Lawâs waist is thin, and her body is soft. Youâre lucky.â
Fu Chen shot him a cold glance. âIf you die an unnatural death, it must be because you talk too much.â
Duan Linbai rubbed his fingers.?As if that doesnât make you happy. Your words are so ruthless.
At this moment, in a car parked not far away, a pair of vicious eyes were staring closely at Song Fengwan, and the personâs expression was malicious and ferocious.
The personâs fingers suddenly exerted strength, and the personâs nails broke. Blood slowly flowed out.?What did she do to deserve Fu Chenâs favor?