Chapter 174 Staying Up Late

On the way to London, Luo Qinglin didn't get enough rest and almost caught a cold, had a fever and lost weight.

Xia Bai's problem had just been solved, Luo Qinglin was in high spirits and couldn't sleep. In addition, he had to go to Jiang Yanyu's house and see Mayfield, which made him even more nervous.

Jiang Yanyu was also in a bad mood. The longer the flight time, the less he spoke. At the beginning, he was still teasing Luo Qinglin, but later he became even more silent.

It took nearly twenty hours from Qianyu Island to the airport, then to the flight and then to the car. Luo Qinglin was sleeping and waking from time to time, leaning on Jiang Yanyu's shoulder, and gradually became tired.

Compared to the warm and mild weather in Thousand Islands, the winter in London is much worse, cold and damp, with gloomy and foggy weather.

Luo Qinglin wiped away the mist on the car window. The glass became transparent for a short while, revealing the bright street scene outside the window.

Christmas Eve is approaching. Even at night, the streets are still bright. Bright small chandeliers are hung on the trees and roofs, like glowing bells, shining brightly in the night.

Luo Qinglin turned his head and peeked at Jiang Yanyu in the dim light, and asked, "Brother, are you in a bad mood?"

Jiang Yanyu was in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking about, and did not hear Luo Qinglin's question.

"Jiang Yanyu!" Luo Qinglin shouted again.

Jiang Yanyu came back to his senses. "It's okay. I just don't like staying here. You continue to look at the scenery outside. We will go home in a few days."

I hate this place so much...

Before he could say anything, Jiang Yanyu said he wanted to go back.

Luo Qinglin stopped looking at the scene outside. He moved closer to Jiang Yanyu and hugged her tightly.

"Are you sleepy?" Luo Qinglin asked in a low voice, "Hold me and sleep for a while?"

Jiang Yanyu smoothed the loose hair on Luo Qinglin's forehead, put her palm on his forehead to test the temperature, and only felt relieved after confirming that he did not have a fever.

"Don't sleep, we'll be at my place soon. You can sleep after you get there." Jiang Yanyu said.

In the night, the car passed through brightly lit buildings, drove through sparsely populated streets, and finally stopped on a busy shopping street.

Jiang Yanyu's residence in London is a top-floor duplex apartment. Below the apartment is a hotel and a club, and the area is much larger than the apartment in Beijing.

The heating in the apartment was turned on in advance. Luo Qinglin felt hot as soon as he entered the door, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

The decoration in the room is very simple, with a futuristic and cold feeling. The overall color tone is black and white, with asymmetrical designs everywhere, and the walls are covered with abstract art works that people can't understand.

Unlike Jiang Yanyu’s residence in China, which is always a warmly decorated “cottage”, the penthouse has no “popularity”, making people feel strange and distant.

Luo Qinglin stood by the door, feeling a little uneasy, still wearing the flip-flops he wore on Qianyu Island. He said blankly, "Should I change my shoes? Or should I take them off before coming in?"

As soon as he arrived in London, Jiang Yanyu was in a bad mood. He walked in front of the door first. When he heard the words, he stopped and frowned, wanting to ask Luo Qinglin what was going on.

But the embarrassment and uneasiness on Xiaoque's face were obvious. The inferiority complex that she had finally recovered from over the past few months flared up again as soon as she arrived here.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanyu felt even more annoyed. Not with Luo Qinglin, but with this house and London.

"Just come in. What shoes do you want to change into? Take them off if you want to, put them on if you want to, whatever you like." Jiang Yanyu raised his foot and threw his shoes casually into the corner, like a child having a tantrum.

Standing barefoot on the ground, Jiang Yanyu nodded at Luo Qinglin, indicating that he should follow his example and throw his shoes wherever he wanted, without worrying about anything else.

Luo Qinglin tried to move his feet, but couldn't do such a rude thing. After hesitating for a moment, he took off his shoes at the door, put them neatly, and then walked in barefoot.

After walking in, Luo Qinglin discovered that this apartment had no doors and no living room in the traditional sense. The nearly 300-square-meter space on the first floor was randomly cut up by the black glass surface to form various irregular small spaces.

The walls at the edge are all made of glass. Luo Qinglin can stand far away at the door and see the street view outside the building and overlook the rooftops of the lower buildings.

Luo Qinglin followed Jiang Yanyu, unconsciously lightening his steps, but still a little reserved.

Perhaps because of fatigue, Jiang Yanyu casually walked to a low black sofa, stretched his limbs and lay down on it.

After lying with his eyes closed for a few seconds, Jiang Yanyu opened his eyes and saw Luo Qinglin standing stiffly, straight, like a student being punished by the teacher.

Jiang Yanyu stretched out his hand, pulled Luo Qinglin over, threw him on top of him, and lay down lazily together.

"Why are you so nervous?" Jiang Yanyu hugged Luo Qinglin tightly, buried his head in his neck, and sniffed it deeply as if he was a terminally ill person taking an antidote.

His skin was slightly itchy, and Luo Qinglin hunched his shoulders. His voice was still a little awkward and cautious, "Are you unhappy? It seems that you have become a different person since you came to London."

Jiang Yanyu tightened his arms, hugged Luo Qinglin tighter, and complained in a low voice: "Well, the air here is not good, it smells bad, it's not suitable for me."

Smells bad...

How can it be so exaggerated?

Knowing that Jiang Yanyu was talking nonsense, Jiang Yanyu didn't tell him the reason for his bad mood, nor did he tell him about his past. Luo Qinglin had no words to say to comfort her.

"How many days will we stay here?" Luo Qinglin asked, changing the subject.

"There are still three days until Christmas Eve," Jiang Yanyu said, "so we have to stay here for three days, and then go to Winchester for two days. We will go back after Christmas."

"Okay." Luo Qinglin didn't ask any more questions, but just thought and guessed in his mind.

There was a raging snowstorm outside and the temperature was low. The white snow on the buildings reflected the light, which shone into the glass windows like bright waves, swaying gently between the mirror and the wall.

The sofa was like a shield against the wind and snow. The heat could not dispel the boredom in Jiang Yanyu's heart. Only when he hugged Luo Qinglin and held the canary in his arms with his limbs, did Jiang Yanyu feel safe and protected from the wind and snow.

After a long silent embrace, Jiang Yanyu suddenly asked, "Why don't you ask why we are going to Manchester and who we are going to meet?"

The answer was obvious. Luo Qinglin asked, "Is it because your grandmother wanted to see you and asked you to go back for Christmas Eve?"

Jiang Yanyu chuckled, "Did you secretly ask Chen Qixin on your phone without telling me?"

Luo Qinglin coughed lightly, neither admitting nor denying that he had indeed asked Mayfield secretly some time ago, but this time he was just guessing, after all, the answer was obvious.

"But she didn't want to see me. She was just bored and wanted to get everyone together to be lectured by her."

Then, Jiang Yanyu sneered sarcastically: "I don't believe in religion, I don't believe in God, and I don't celebrate Christmas Eve."

Jiang Yanyu's tone suddenly became disdainful and his mood became strange. Luo Qinglin didn't want to say the wrong thing and make him even more unhappy, so he changed the topic.

"Then are you going to celebrate the Spring Festival?" Luo Qinglin straightened up slightly, stuck his head out, stared at Jiang Yanyu and asked.

The canary's eyes were bright, gleaming with the snow-colored light that filtered in through the window.

Awkward, tentative, cautious, Jiang Yanyu looked at these beautiful eyes and couldn't help but think of the mimosa. The more shyly the grass shrank inward, the more he wanted to touch it.

The more nervous and anxious those eyes were, the more he wanted to make them more anxious and bully them with bad intentions.

"It didn't happen before, but maybe it will happen in the future."

As he spoke, he moved his palm down and placed it on the peach, rubbing it gently, full of unspoken hints.

Luo Qinglin didn't know why this man suddenly became interested. He was clearly in a bad mood just now, but why did he get so angry now and want to bully him?

"Wait a minute..." As they were about to reach the border, Luo Qinglin hurriedly called out to stop, "Wait a minute..."

Jin Si Canary struggled unbearably. Jiang Yanyu leaned close to his ear and reminded him, "Mr. Luo, when are you going to pay the price you promised?"

"If you delay payment again, Mr. Luo, I will not care about your wishes." Jiang Yanyu "threatened" in a low voice.

It had been a long time since he had heard the name "Mr. Luo". When he heard it suddenly, Luo Qinglin felt inexplicably ashamed and his heart was pounding.

"I'm not trying to delay," Luo Qinglin blushed and whispered, "I, I have to take a shower and get ready first."

After a day's journey, Luo Qinglin always felt that he was covered in dust and had to go wash himself.

"Do you know how to prepare? Do you want me to help you?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a raised eyebrow.

He has never put it into practice, but he has always looked up information.

Luo Qinglin coughed lightly and whispered, "Of course I can. I'll go by myself. Where is the bathroom?"

"Really? Mr. Luo is not a straight man who changed his ways halfway? He can actually prepare it himself?" Jiang Yanyu deliberately joked.

Luo Qinglin knew that as long as the three words "Mr. Luo" appeared, Jiang Yanyu would inevitably laugh at his straight man joke.

"I've checked the information, of course. Let me go, I'll come out when I'm ready, you can let me pay as long as you want." Luo Qinglin was really afraid that Jiang Yanyu would follow him to the bathroom and help him prepare.

Jiang Yanyu chuckled, patted Canary's plump peach, and let go of his hand to let him go.

The design of the space was asymmetrical. Luo Qinglin looked around and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

Jiang Yanyu turned over, took out the smart control panel from behind the sofa, pressed a few keys at random, and all the black mirrors suddenly became transparent.

The bedroom, bathroom, gym, and screening room are no longer blocked by black mirrors and are fully displayed in the transparent glass.

Luo Qinglin walked around the gap between the mirrors and went into the bathroom. He subconsciously wanted to close the door, only to realize that there was no door in the room.

Jiang Yanyu sat lazily on the sofa, his eyes staring through the glass at Luo Qinglin. He raised his eyebrows at him, signaling him to start getting ready quickly.

There was transparent glass everywhere, and Luo Qinglin felt ashamed of being naked. He felt extremely embarrassed just by taking off his shirt.

Jiang Yanyu's sight was sticky, like a heavy rain with nowhere to hide. Luo Qinglin turned around and covered his face, but he couldn't stop the rest of his body from getting wet.

"You, turn down the brightness of these mirrors and don't look at me!" Luo Qinglin shouted with his face red and eyes wide open.

Jiang Yanyu did not do as he was told. He looked at Canary's shy appearance with greedy eyes before he stood up and walked towards the iron stairs by the window.

"I'll go to the top floor and won't look at you. Come up when you're ready." Jiang Yanyu didn't stop. He strode up the stairs and his figure disappeared like the invisible fog in the dark night that could not be caught.

Jiang Yanyu left without putting the mirror back. Luo Qinglin looked around and felt ashamed of exposing his body.

The preparations had already been prepared and placed on the shelf. Luo Qinglin suspected that the vixen had placed things in every house, and that no matter where she went, she would always have them in the bathroom.

I just want to bully him and be ready at all times.

Luo Qinglin curled his lips, recalled the information in his mind, and made preparations step by step.

The sound of dripping water could be heard. Jiang Yanyu, naked, stood in the drifting snow, washing herself casually under the open-air shower, as if she didn't feel the cold.

Snowflakes drifted and landed on shoulders, melted into water droplets by body temperature, adhered to the full muscle lines, and slid down arms.

The design of the open-air rooftop is quite standard, with a swimming pool, beach chairs, showers, and off-season green plants.

Jiang Yanyu smoothed her hair up, turned off the shower, walked slowly to the swimming pool, and tested the water temperature with her hand.

If the temperature is not high enough, Luo Qinglin will definitely feel cold. Jiang Yanyu turned on the outdoor heating on the top floor and adjusted the water temperature of the swimming pool to 50℃.

The artificial heat and the cold wind collided to form an ethereal mist that lingered around the swimming pool. The temperature of the surrounding air gradually rose and finally remained at around 24℃.

The sound of water downstairs is still ringing, like a countdown bell, which is irritating. The lubricant and condoms were quietly placed by the pool in several places for convenience. Jiang Yanyu looked at the time and found that half an hour had passed.

His canary was too nervous.

Jiang Yanyu walked downstairs and did not urge them. Instead, he tiptoed to the cupboard to get some wine and then walked back to the top floor.

Jiang Yanyu only took a glass, which was also an asymmetrical design and crooked, not like a cup.

Diving into the warm pool water, Jiang Yanyu opened the bottle cap, poured the wine into the glass, raised it high and took a sip.

The taste of tequila is bitter, and the spicy feeling spreads down the throat. The strong smell of alcohol is choking, but Jiang Yanyu does not change his expression and drinks it all in one gulp.

One glass was not enough, so he poured another one after finishing it, until his wildly beating heart was numbed by the alcohol and the inexplicable tension was suppressed. Jiang Yanyu poured another glass, but stopped drinking it and shook it gently in his hand.

It turns out that he can still be this nervous.

He had been doing it with ease, wanting to occupy and swallow the canary, but now that it really came to this, he actually became nervous.

Jiang Yanyu smiled self-deprecatingly, took a deep breath, and quietly looked down at the night view.

Because it was night, the lights illuminated all the darkness, and the dark sky became bright, without the dullness of the day.

Crunch...

Soon after, a small sound was heard at the stairs.

Jiang Yanyu turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

Canary was so obedient that she would wear whatever skirt he gave her.

Luo Qinglin was only wearing a short skirt. It would not be accurate to call it a short skirt, as it was clearly a lace bikini skirt, semi-transparent black in color. The hem was so short that it couldn't even cover her peaches.

Luo Qinglin approached in the mist, his expression pretending to be cold, but his rosy cheeks betrayed it, revealing his seductive look full of desire.

Perhaps because he had been preparing for a long time, Luo Qinglin himself was aroused by the desire and could not suppress it.

"Are you ready?"

Jiang Yanyu put down the wine glass, supported himself on the shore with his elbows, stood up from the pool, sat on the shore, waiting for Luo Qinglin to come over and wanted to hug him.

"Um."

Luo Qinglin pursed his lips, and instead of walking straight towards Jiang Yanyu, he turned around and walked around to the opposite side of Jiang Yanyu's swimming pool.

Luo Qinglin stretched out his toes to test the water temperature, and when he found it was not cold, he jumped into the water and dived into the pool.

Crash!

The water splashed, making a brief sound, and soon returned to silence.

But the surface of the pool was not calm. As people at the bottom of the pool swam closer, ripples formed and eventually spread out.

The ripples spread in front of Jiang Yanyu. Luo Qinglin swam in front of him, stood up suddenly from the pool, and fell down with a splash.

He suddenly emerged from the water, shook the wet water off his hair lazily, raised his head, and stared straight at Jiang Yanyu.

Her body and neck were covered with translucent water marks. The water drops on her eyelashes fell down, passed over the alluring teardrop mole, and landed on her lip beads, as if inviting people to kiss her.

Canary seemed to know that she would look beautiful if she did this, and she did it on purpose to seduce and tempt.

The heart, whose emotions had just been suppressed by alcohol, suddenly began to surge again, going crazy and insane in the chest. The emotion of tearing and abusing suddenly rose up, wanting to possess, invade, destroy, and lose control.

Jiang Yanyu lowered his eyes and looked at Luo Qinglin in the mist.

"Why do you want to swim all the way to the other side? Do you want to stretch your muscles in advance?" Jiang Yanyu asked deliberately.

Jiang Yanyu had a blank expression on her face and looked very relaxed. Luo Qinglin almost thought that his method of seduction was not good enough.

Luo Qinglin didn't feel relieved until he lowered his head to confirm that Jiang Yanyu was not unresponsive but was just pretending.

Luo Qinglin smiled charmingly, like a little bird that had caught its prey, "Yes, stretch your muscles first, and then I'll pay you the price. I promised you, and I won't break my promise."

Without waiting for Jiang Yanyu to speak, and without giving him the chance to pretend and play tricks on him, Luo Qinglin swam closer, bent down, kept his promise, and paid the price.

The distance was getting closer and the price was only one cent away from being paid, but his hair was tightly grasped and a not-so-strong force pulled Luo Qinglin back.

Luo Qinglin was forced to raise his head, looking puzzled, "Didn't you just say that if I don't pay the price today, I'll be completely finished?"

"Could it be that... you are very nervous?" Luo Qinglin gave a provocative smile, deliberately provoking others to bully him, not knowing how to live or die, and not knowing the seriousness of the matter.

After looking at each other for a moment, Jiang Yanyu let go of Luo Qinglin's hair, jumped into the pool, put his arms on his back, and held him in his arms.

The height difference of fifteen centimeters is just right.

As long as Jiang Yanyu lowered her head, her lips could cover Luo Qinglin's forehead.

"You don't have to pay the price today. Just owe it first and we'll talk about it next time."

Jiang Yanyu took Luo Qinglin's hand and placed his palm on his left chest. "You asked me if I was nervous. Actually, I am often nervous, just like now."

"As long as you stay by my side, my heart beats just as fast, but you just don't know it and can't see it."

The thumping heartbeat penetrated his skin and reached his palms, like the vibration of a drum, making Luo Qinglin's palms numb.

"Are you nervous, Luo Qinglin?"

Jiang Yanyu stared at Luo Qinglin steadily, his voice low, not like asking a superficial question, but confirming Luo Qinglin's love.

Luo Qinglin let out a light breath and took the initiative to climb onto Jiang Yanyu's back.

"I love you, Jiang Yanyu, I will love you forever." Luo Qinglin also made a promise word by word, comparing it neatly with the promise Jiang Yanyu had made.

The air was stagnant in the thick love, and the oxygen seemed to be sucked out.

The next second, Jiang Yanyu lowered his head and kissed the drop of water on his lip.

There will be no punishment tonight, no need to bite and swallow each other, only gentle temptation, lips and tongues entwined, kissing until oxygen is suffocated.

At some point, the heat in the air turned off automatically, and snowflakes broke through the heat barrier, falling from the sky one by one, scattering on the two people's hair and shoulders, and melting into the warm swimming pool.

"Are you cold?" Jiang Yanyu wiped the snow off Luo Qinglin's hair and asked softly while taking a breath.

Luo Qinglin shook his head and continued to move his lips forward, asking for a kiss and then pestering her.

During the struggle, Jiang Yanyu's eyelashes were covered with snowflakes, sparkling and translucent. When Luo Qinglin opened his eyes, he saw his beautiful eyes hidden behind the snow.

Those long eyelashes fluttered like the whispers of a succubus, inviting people to kiss them.

Luo Qinglin's heart stagnated, as if he was possessed, his vision was out of focus, he stood on tiptoes in the water and gently kissed those eyes.

"Your eyes are so beautiful." Luo Qinglin kissed the snowflakes away, greedily swallowed the water that the snowflakes turned into into his mouth, with a fascinated look on his face.

Jiang Yanyu's breathing became unstable as he kissed her. He stared at Luo Qinglin intently, "You like my eyes the most?"

"Well, so beautiful." With their foreheads against each other, Luo Qinglin leaned closer to look at the colorful irises in the eyes.

As if they were not close enough, Luo Qinglin moved even closer, until their eyelashes and lips were touching.

Breaths were exchanged through the gap, and the hot air hit each other's lips.

Luo Qinglin was mesmerized by those eyes and whispered, "J'ai envie de toi." (I want you)

Luo Qinglin secretly practiced the pronunciation of this sentence until it was standard and perfect. There was a hook hidden in the ending tone that could make people lose their souls.

As the raging desire rose up in his arms, Jiang Yanyu's pupils shrank. He resisted the urge to strangle that slender neck and instead twisted the snowflakes on her hair heavily.

Jiang Yanyu turned around holding Luo Qinglin, letting him lean against the edge of the pool while she went to get the things she had prepared by the pool.

Jiang Yanyu took the square packaging bag, tore open the bag along the serrated line, and handed it to Luo Qinglin, "Be good, put it on for me."