Chapter 220 A Different Taste

Milan, Italy.

East District 1, September 20th, time 9:00.

As October approaches, the colors of Milan are quietly changing.

After the dry and hot Mediterranean summer, the humid clouds of autumn finally make the city a little gentler.

In the cabin lounge.

Lu Qian sat by the window, waiting for the private plane to land.

The colors of Milan were very different from what she remembered. The light green leaves of the ginkgo trees all over the streets had turned yellow, and the green of the pine trees had turned from dark to light. The skyline was a mixture of red and yellow.

This city is dreamy enough, and the autumn colors add an extra layer of beauty to it.

Lu Qian silently looked at the colors in the distance and smiled unconsciously.

"What are you looking at?"

Cheng Yi's voice sounded in his ears, very close, so close that it almost exploded in Lu Qian's head.

Lu Qian shrank her neck because of the itch and moved her cheek towards the shoulder, but before it touched, she touched a piece of hot skin with some fresh stubble on it, which made her even more itchy.

Cheng Yi buried his head in her neck and rubbed it gently, looking so intimate, just like a big golden retriever.

Lu Qian giggled a few times as he nudged her, and pointed out the window, "It just reminded me of the first time I came here two months ago. The scenery wasn't like it is now."

Cheng Yi raised his head, his chin still rubbing Lu Qian's delicate neck reluctantly.

He looked out the window. He had landed on this tarmac countless times, spring, summer, autumn and winter, early morning and late afternoon.

But he never seemed to care about the leisurely and neat scenery before him.

His world always seems to be missing a touch of color, which makes him fall into endless black and white.

It was not until Lu Qian appeared that everything related to her, including his life, began to become bright and clear.

Cheng Yi smiled crookedly, hooked Lu Qian's small chin, and kissed her tender lips. The tone of his voice was low and full of affection.

"Not as pretty as you."

Lu Qian's big eyes flashed as she looked at Cheng Yi shyly, with a somewhat helpless expression.

"Do you feel like this conversation has happened before?"

Lu Qian remembered that a similar conversation had taken place on the plane when he went to Germany to attend a dinner.

"Really? I guess I said that." Cheng Yi's narrow eyes narrowed with a smile, and his eyes cast a heavy gaze on Lu Qian's flushed face. "After all, nothing in this world is as beautiful as you."

The shyness in Lu Qian's eyes became even more intense, and even her ears were a charming pink.

"Boss Cheng, you are becoming more and more slick-tongued." She scolded, but her tone was full of sweetness.

Cheng Yi tilted his head, smiled, and squinted his eagle eyes. His voice was very deep: "Little thing, why do I feel that there is something special about you calling me Master Cheng?"

His tone was like a growl, so tortuous and heart-stirring.

Lu Qian instantly felt that something was wrong. This man seemed to have some inappropriate "interests".

She quickly turned around, raised her hand to Cheng Yi's chest, and placed her slender fingers on his lips, pushing his hot lips away a little bit.

"Hey, we're almost in Milan, stop making trouble."

Cheng Yi was not polite. He held Lu Qian's delicate little hand with his backhand, rubbed his lips back and forth in her soft and smooth palm, and bit it from time to time.

"Let them wait."

His voice was gravelly.

Lu Qian's head nearly exploded. This, this, this, she had heard that men were easily aroused in the morning, but wasn't this too much? She hadn't done anything.

Besides, there weren't just Tavia's people on the plane, there were also members of the White Youth Society. Could he please restrain himself a little?!

Lu Qian covered Cheng Yi's dishonest mouth with all her might and pushed him away a little further.

"Calm down! Can't we talk about it when we get back?"

However, as soon as he said this, Lu Qian began to regret it. Isn't this digging a hole for himself?

She asked Cheng Yi to go back and talk about it first. If Cheng Yi could really go back, he would tell her immediately...

Cheng Yi's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed, the aggression in his eyes deepened a bit.

"That's what you said."

“…”

Lu Qian was speechless. Why couldn't he take back and edit what he had said?

Seeing that Lu Qian didn't answer, Cheng Yi's tone immediately became dissatisfied: "If you dare to cheat, I will kill you right here."

Lu Qian frowned, "...I said it, I said it, I didn't mean to cheat."

“Dangdang.”

There was a knock on the door of the rest cabin, and Qi Huang's voice rang out from outside: "Boss, the plane will land soon."

Cheng Yi replied, "I understand. Let's go."

Cheng Yi sent Qi Huang away, but he showed no intention of moving.

Lu Qian looked up and down at the disheveled Cheng Yi and asked, "Why don't you get up and change your clothes?"

After hearing this, Cheng Yi not only showed no intention of getting up, but also pressed his strong body against Lu Qian's shoulders.

"cough……"

Lu Qian coughed under his pressure. Did this man even know how heavy he was? He was as strong as a bull, pressing down on her.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Qian complained.

"I'm tired, please change for me." Cheng Yi replied confidently. If you didn't know him, you would really think he had made some great contribution.

Lu Qian's face was full of black lines. "Why are you tired?"

Cheng Yi explained in a playful manner: "As a man, it is very tiring to be patient."

"..." She was completely defeated, completely defeated. "Wait."

Lu Qian struggled out of Cheng Yi's arms, trotted to the wardrobe, and quickly picked out a suitable set of clothes for him.

"Are you going to wear a tie today?"

She asked without looking back as she rummaged through the accessories in her closet.

Cheng Yi sat crookedly on the sofa, smoothing his messy hair casually, staring at Lu Qian's back seriously, and did not hear Lu Qian's question.

"Hey, let me ask you something," Lu Qian grabbed three ties and turned around, "Are you going to wear a tie today?"

As soon as she turned around, she met Cheng Yi's lazy gaze.

That look made her feel itchy. Although there was no expression on Cheng Yi's face, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.

Lu Qian always felt that the atmosphere between them was becoming more and more like that of a newlywed couple, intimate and sticky.

Cheng Yi was also thinking in his mind that in his always cold and lonely life, the taste and traces of another person became more and more numerous and heavier, spreading and seeping into his bones, and could no longer be separated.

"You decide."

He opened his thin lips slightly and uttered two words softly. At the same time, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the temptation of his eyes deepened again.

Lu Qian's face flushed red, she clenched the tie in her hand, her fingertips nervously digging into the lines of the silk tie.

"Then..." She turned her head away in panic, "Then...don't tie it..."