Chapter 177 Extra 1

At four o'clock on Sunday afternoon, Qin Tian, ​​wearing glasses, sat at her computer, revising a lesson plan. Her phone vibrated. She stared at the screen, reached for it, glanced at it, frowned, turned it over, and continued reading the document.

Less than five minutes later, her phone vibrated again. She covered it with a book, her eyes fixed on the keyboard. The covered phone vibrated again, unwillingly.

Qin Tian's fingertips slowed down, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at the mobile phone that was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain.

She took off her glasses, opened the book, rescued the phone, and glanced at the screen, feeling both angry and amused. This time, she simply turned it to silent mode, turned the phone over on the table again, and placed five books on top of it.

She put on her headphones and focused on adjusting her lesson plan. The world was finally quiet.

She didn't know how long it had been, but through her headphones she could still hear the chaotic murmur of the outside world and her aunt's smiling greeting. A vague premonition arose in her heart. She turned the volume down, still wearing her headphones, but listened attentively to the voice behind her.

Three regular knocks sounded softly on the door, and his heart suddenly tightened and softened. Qin Tian lowered his head, and the hand that was supporting his chin subconsciously moved to his ear, touching the earlobe that was gradually getting hot.

The person at the door waited for a few moments, then turned the doorknob and pushed it in.

She was wearing headphones, her neck stiff, and she heard the footsteps of the intruder getting closer and closer, her heartbeat like a passionate and ambiguous dance music.

The footsteps stopped behind her. A familiar voice filled the air.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

Qin Tian couldn't pretend anymore and turned around.

Tong Zhongyuan's clear and bright face caught her eye.

There was a hint of grievance in his words, but a smile was on his lips. Seeing her turn around, he reached out and took off her headphones.

Qin Tian's ears felt empty, as if he had lost his protective shield. He quickly turned his gaze away and whispered in a low voice, "Why did you come in talking to yourself?"

"Auntie let me in." Tong Zhongyuan pulled her up from the chair, naturally put his arms around her waist, put his lips on her earlobe, and asked softly, "I sent you so many messages, why are you ignoring me?"

Qin Tian's face flushed. That's why she didn't want to talk to him. He'd been home for a week, and she hadn't done anything serious, not even work. She'd helped him rent an apartment, buy a mattress, and furnish his apartment. Yesterday, Saturday, she couldn't resist his constant nagging and spent the whole day hanging out with him in his new apartment. They had brunch at 11 a.m. before returning home. She'd wanted to spend the afternoon preparing lesson plans for next week's class, but he hadn't stopped messaging her all afternoon.

She pushed him away a little: "Why do you say that? I told you I have to prepare lessons this afternoon. How can you expect people to do their work properly when you send out these nonsense messages?"

Tong Zhongyuan smiled gently and pulled her back.

"I didn't start posting until three o'clock. Calculating the time, you're almost done. You're blaming others for your own lack of focus."

Qin Tian was furious when he saw that the culprit was trying to turn the tables on him. He couldn't push him away.

Tong Zhongyuan saw her face full of anger, struggling gently in his arms. Her butterfly-like eyes were three parts sullen and seven parts shy. Her soft, warm body pressed against his, a faint, captivating fragrance seeping into his nostrils, a tingling sensation like an electric current spreading from the back of his neck. His hand involuntarily slipped under her clothes, wandering freely and unrestrainedly. His lips slid down her earlobe, scorching her slightly cool skin and making it burn.

"Tong Zhongyuan!" Qin Tian hurriedly pushed his face away, "Auntie and my dad are still outside!"

"I'm closing the door, let's be gentle." He panted, pressing her to him, and slowly stroking her body.

She wanted to grab his hand that had caused the trouble, she wanted to scold him for his carelessness. But her body was burning, her mind was fading. Her grip on the hem of his clothes gradually loosened, and with a low gasp of shame and unfamiliarity, she let him do whatever he wanted.

She had been single for so many years and had never felt that lust was an indispensable part of life. However, in just one week, his presence, his scent, his voice, his body temperature, brought her to a mysterious sea she had never set foot on, and she sank into it hand in hand with him.

Auntie's voice came from the door, "Come on, put on your shoes, let's go for a walk!"

Tong Zhongyuan paused. Qin Tian regained consciousness a little. The sound of a door opening and closing was heard, and the room returned to silence. Auntie took Qin Yunjie for an evening walk.

They listened intently as the elevator doors closed. Tong Zhongyuan picked her up and pushed her onto the bed. He quickly stripped off his T-shirt and threw it on the floor, then lifted her home clothes with precision.

"They are just taking a walk! They will come back!" Qin Tian used his last bit of perseverance to hold down his hand.

"I'll be quick." He broke free from her hand.

"You..." Qin Tian was anxious and made up an excuse, "Did you bring the condom?"

Tong Zhongyuan was stunned, then stopped. He came to see her because he missed her. Besides, if he really came to her house with condoms, she would be even more upset when she woke up.

He let her go, pulled her clothes back in place, and picked up his own T-shirt.

"Come to my house." He dragged her out of bed and led her to the door.

Qin Tian was pushed out of the door by him, turning his head to resist in vain.

"I haven't finished preparing my lessons yet! And I just did it this morning."

He pulled her towards the fire door and said as a matter of course, "Since we've already had breakfast, we don't need to eat lunch or dinner?"

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the empty corridor. The sensor lights lit up one by one, making Qin Tian dizzy.

Tong Zhongyuan rented an apartment downstairs, she lived on the 12th floor and he lived on the 8th. He told the agent that his only requirement for the apartment was that it be close, the closer the better.

She had hoped that even if she were closer, she could just rent in the building across the street, just like last time. Unexpectedly, the rental market was so cold right now that there were already several properties available in this building. Tong Zhongyuan picked the best one, signed the contract without even looking, and took her on a bedding shopping spree.

She also said she would go to the building opposite to get the mattress back, saying that he had only slept on it for a month and that the landlord had given it away for nothing. However, Tong Zhongyuan said that after he left, the mattress had been slept on by a subsequent tenant and he didn't want it anymore.

Qin Tian rolled his eyes at him and asked, "How could you possibly sleep in a hotel bed?" He said beds at home were different. Later, she finally understood why he said beds at home were different. She couldn't sleep, imagining strangers doing the same unspeakable things they did every day on her mattress.

Tong Zhongyuan impatiently pushed the door open and kicked it shut. He came downstairs without even putting on his T-shirt. Beneath his smooth, radiant skin, his muscles flowed and firm. The lines of his waist and chest displayed a vibrant, sturdy strength. His long, graceful collarbone and shoulders still retained a hint of youthful slenderness. Vein-riddled fingers tore open the condom wrapper.

This scene was too shocking, and Qin Tian still hadn't fully adapted to it. He turned his head away and said, "You... take your time, I'm not ready yet."

The mattress suddenly sank, and Tong Zhongyuan's arms supported her on either side. He looked down at her with a darker look in his eyes. He said in a hoarse voice, "You were already prepared when we were at your house just now. You couldn't have been more prepared. Don't you know that?"

His calloused hands grasped her legs and pressed them upwards with scorching heat, his hot breath sprayed into her ear canal, his sexy gasps made her whole body go limp, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit her earlobe, then lowered himself down.

She suddenly raised her head, a lingering, broken moan escaped her mouth, and straightened her back. The intense, suffocating feeling of fullness made her breathless.

His eyelashes trembled, and his hot breath mixed with turbid moans was no longer calm, swaying up and down in the room filled with crimson sunset as he moved.

Her watery eyes opened wide, as if trying to see clearly. However, she couldn't focus. The whole world was shaking, relentlessly. Her white knuckles clutched the bedsheets, and tears rolled down her cheeks. Helpless sobs mingled with song-like moans, drifting through the twilight of the room.

His scorching lips kissed away her tears, lingering and tender. But he couldn't stop the action that had made her weep. Her smile, her tears, her voice, her body temperature, everything about her captivated him, he couldn't help himself, he couldn't help himself.

That night in the Xi'an hospital ward, he had promised himself that he would never make her cry again. And now, he made her cry every night. From now on, he would continue to make her cry, taking all her tears for the rest of her life, until the end of time.

The setting sun lost its last rays of light, and a crescent moon hung faintly in the night sky.

The pair of figures under the moonlight overlapped each other, like the waves in the moonlit night rising and falling, tumbling, surging, and entangled tirelessly.