Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luosangâs face blushed. She lowered her head to check her cloth, and found that it was wetted by the wine. Then, she raised her eyes to see the man who had been wiping her mouth. The light of the luxurious chandelier quietly poured on his handsome face, made him look even more elegant than usual. However, he wasnât aware of that, but was frowningly staring at Luosangâs face. She had seen her own reflection in his bottomless-deep, dark eyes, that made her feel hot, and hard to turn her eyes away from him.
Until his hands almost reached her collarbones, Luosang quivered and hurriedly grasped his hand and said, âIâll do it myself.â
Nian Junting gazed at her hand which was holding his hand. Her face was tanned, but the skin of her hand was still milky-white, seemed to be in harmony with his olive skin.
âWell, even our skin colors match so perfectly,â he thought.
He smiled with satisfaction, then said, âIf you want to do it yourself, whyâre you holding my hand?â
Sensing the warmth from his skin, Luosang hurriedly loosened her hand, as if she was burned. âI worried that you might not stop if I didnât make you to,â she said, feeling a little embarrassed.
âAm I a lustful man who doesnât know how to respect women? Youâve taken so much advantage of me, yet youâre still trying to shift the blame to other shoulders.â Nian Junting shook his head helplessly and threw away the used towelette. Then, he put the whole bagful of towelette in her hands and said to her, your chest is dirty as well, wipe yourself.â
Luosangâs face blushed again. She guessed that he had seen something that he wasnât supposed to see, as he knew that her chest was dirty. âStop looking at me,â she said.
While speaking, she hurriedly pulled her collar upward.
âYour collar is too wide. Is that my fault?â Nian Junting honestly felt that there was no need for her to do that. However, he was used to her little tricks, and found them quite interesting. âYou can wear this kind of clothes when youâre with me, but in front of other men, you need to dress more conservatively.â
âI wear whatever I like. Does that have anything to do with you?â Luosang glared at him while wiping her own neck.
Nian Junting wasnât angry at all. Being stared by Luosangâs large bright eyes, he felt that his heart was itchy.
âThat has everything to do with me. Iâll be taking off your clothes in the future, so I get to decide what you wear,â he thought.
âHave you done? If youâre done, Iâll send you back,â he said.
âMr. Nian, thank you for your kindness. Weâll take a taxi.â Luosang wanted to leave as soon as possible, and decided to not wait for Tang Ning.
âLetâs go. I bet Mr. Wei is waiting for you in some dark corner. You need me to send you back, so heâll know that youâre really under my protection, and wonât dare to bring you any more troubles,â said Nian Junting lazily, âYouâre just a student, but you always offended people that you arenât supposed to offend. If you didnât have me with you every time, you wouldnât be able to get yourself out of troubles.â
âDo you think I want this?â Said Luosang through clenched teeth, âI canât help, Iâm too pretty.â
Nian Junting didnât know how to continue, as he suddenly realized that Luosang was even more confident than he was.
The four of them walked out of the hotel. Nian Juntingâs car was still parked by the cinema, so Lu Kang went to get it. He needed about ten minutes for that.
Nian Junting and the two girls waited by the entrance of the hotel. Hearing that he was leaving, Mr. Zhu hurriedly came to say goodbye. âMr. Nian, why are you leaving so soon? Did we do anything wrong? Just now, quite a few directors and filmmakers wanted to talk with you about the future film investments.â
âYouâve done something indeed,â Nian Juntingâs face darkened slightly. As a successful man who had spent his time in the army, he had an invisible but strong cold vibe radiated from his body once his expression changed slightly.