Chapter 136: Taking off armor in front of the window, Oruna embraces the future

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Wang Feng held the key given by Oruna and opened the door of her apartment.

As you step in, a simple and elegant space comes into view.

On the off-white sofa, geometric pattern cushions are placed in an orderly manner, and several magic books are neatly arranged on the coffee table.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a single lounge chair stands quietly, and next to it a pair of plush slippers are placed neatly.

The open kitchen countertop was spotlessly clean, and on the refrigerator door, several work memos from the Temple of Liberty were fixed with cute magnets.

The bedroom door was half open, and the gray-blue sheets were neatly spread out.

Wang Feng paced around the house and looked around. He confirmed that Oluna was the only one living in the apartment and did not find any belongings belonging to anyone else.

"It seems that she lives alone." Wang Feng stroked his chin, muttered to himself, and then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

At this moment, the bright lights of New York are like a flowing galaxy under your feet. Looking from this height, the crown of the Statue of Liberty is clearly visible, exuding a unique charm.

"This place is really nice..." Wang Feng narrowed his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "It's very suitable for in-depth communication with Oruna..."

He glanced sideways at the magic clock on the wall, then looked at the red wine displayed on the wine rack. Several bottles of Bordeaux glowed alluringly under the soft light.

"Perhaps, we should prepare a candlelight dinner first?"

Thinking of this, he chuckled and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

…

An hour later.

As the night deepened, Oruna finished dealing with the executioner's affairs and returned to her apartment.

The moment she opened the door, she was stunned.

The lights in the living room were turned to a soft warm yellow, and the flickering candlelight on the dining table cast dancing shadows on the wall.

The carefully arranged tableware shone with a warm luster under the candlelight, and the dark red wine in the crystal glass was like a solidified gem.

Wang Feng was sitting at the other end of the dining table, his slender fingers resting lightly on the goblet.

Seeing her come in, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Is it done?"

"It's not over yet." Oruna closed the door and walked slowly towards the dining table.

"But the rest has nothing to do with me, and besides," she sat down opposite Wang Feng, "I don't want to keep you waiting too long."

Her eyes fell on the steaming steak in front of her. The silver cutlery gleamed delicately in the candlelight. "How did you calculate the time of my return?"

"What a coincidence." Wang Feng smiled slightly.

He didn't want to explain that he was using [Fire Disaster] to control the fire element and lock it in the steak.

"Try it. This is probably the first time I cook Western food. I hope the taste suits your taste." Wang Feng supported his chin with one hand, and the candlelight danced in his deep eyes.

Oluna picked up the silver knife and fork, and the knife made a slight hissing sound as it slid across the surface of the steak, revealing a perfect medium-rare pink cut surface.

When the first piece of steak coated in black pepper sauce entered her mouth, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her blue eyes: "Is this... your first time cooking Western food?"

"Of course," Wang Feng shook his red wine glass, "You are the first person to taste my cooking."

Oluna picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The bright red wine left an alluring luster on her lips.

She suddenly raised her eyes, a complex light flashing in them: "Wang Feng, can you tell me about your story? For example, the councilor, and Saran?"

Wang Feng chuckled softly, his fingertips slowly rubbing the rim of the cup. "Want to know?" His eyes flickered across the half-open bedroom door. "But not now."

Oluna's fair cheeks suddenly turned a faint crimson.

She bit her lower lip and stood up. "Wait for me a moment." Her voice was a little lower than usual. "I want to change my clothes."

As the bedroom door gently closed, the rustling of clothes could soon be heard, which then evolved into the gentle rustling sound of running water in the bathroom.

Wang Feng tilted his head back and drank the remaining wine in the glass, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he swallowed.

"Curiosity." He looked towards the bedroom, his lips curled up meaningfully. "It really is the best seasoning."

…

About half an hour later, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Oluna walked barefoot on the soft carpet, her burgundy silk suspender nightgown swaying gently with her steps.

Her freshly bathed skin was a faint pink, and water droplets slid down her slender neckline and disappeared into the delicate hollow of her collarbone.

Her wet blonde hair fell over her shoulders, with tiny water droplets hanging on the ends, sparkling in the soft light.

The thin nightgown fabric fluttered slightly with Oruna's movements, outlining her graceful waist and hip curves.

Her ample breasts rose and fell gently with her breathing, casting an alluring shadow on the deep V-neckline.

She exuded the fragrance of rose essential oil, mixed with the steam from the bath, spreading in the air.

Oluna walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window and stopped beside Wang Feng.

She raised her hand to tuck a strand of wet hair behind her ear. This action caused the strap of her nightgown to slip slightly, revealing her round shoulders.

"Sorry for the wait." She said softly.

"Good food is never too late!" Wang Feng's low voice was a little hoarse.

His palm suddenly grabbed Oruna's slender wrist, and with a little force he pulled her into his arms.

The silk nightgown made a subtle rustling sound under his fingertips, with a slightly cool touch after bathing.

Oluna gasped softly, her hands instinctively resting on his chest.

Wang Feng's arms were already around her slender waist, and he could clearly feel the temperature of her skin rising through the thin fabric.

"you"

Before she could finish her words, Wang Feng suddenly tightened his arms.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and she could even feel the strong heartbeat in each other's chest.

"Oluna," Wang Feng's lips were almost touching her earlobe, and his hot breath made the tip of her ear blush. "I think you are ready."

She raised her face and met those turbulent eyes.

That gaze seemed to have substance as it swept over every inch of her skin, causing her to tremble involuntarily.

"Do you want to talk here?" Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened the collar of Wang Feng's shirt.

"Of course." His palm slid slowly down her spine, "Don't you feel..." His fingertips lingered at the waist.

"The scenery here" he suddenly pressed her towards him, "is it perfect for us to leave an unforgettable memory?"

Oluna's heart was beating so fast it almost jumped out of her chest.

She saw their intertwined figures reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, and saw her long golden hair blending into his dark clothes.

Finally, she slowly raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck.

"Come on." She closed her eyes, her eyelashes casting tiny shadows in the light. "Do as you like."

A faint smile flashed across Wang Feng's lips, and he leaned over to seal her slightly parted lips.

As his hands stroked Oruna's waist, the silk nightgown seemed to be dissolved by the moonlight, turning into crystal light particles floating in the air.

…

Not long after.

There was a constant stream of "yes" coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

(End of this chapter)