Or perhaps, it's because she already has feelings for him.
Because of liking each other, when a man and a woman are alone in a room, it is easy for their hearts to race and their mouths to dry.
Fu Chenyuan reached out and pulled Jiang Wanning into his arms.
He cradled Jiang Wanning's head in his strong arms. He looked down at her, and she looked up at him, a little shy, her eyes like spring water, her red lips slightly parted, alluring and tempting.
Fu Chenyuan did not immediately kiss her lips, even though he was so thirsty that every cell in his body was screaming for her.
His fingers gently caressed Jiang Wanning's cheek; her skin was as smooth as jade, and the touch under his fingers was incredibly soft.
His fingers moved to her lips, and the slightly calloused fingertips made Jiang Wanning feel her lips go numb from the touch.
His voice was a little hoarse: "Are you finished drawing?"
"Yes, it's finished," she replied.
Fu Chenyuan didn't kiss her because he was afraid that if he did, they wouldn't be able to talk properly anymore.
Jiang Wanning sat up; her hair was a little wet.
Fu Chenyuan took the towel from her hair and carefully wrapped it around her head, even gathering the stray hairs that had fallen in, without any care.
What is being drawn?
“I named it ‘Unwilling to Give Up.’ That day at the art exhibition, contestant Hu Bo’s car caught fire, and he was injured. He was carried on a stretcher, and the expression on his face revealed a lot. I saw unwillingness in his eyes. He must have been unwilling to give up. He couldn’t finish in the end, and he didn’t know if he could continue racing next time.”
Jiang Wanning paused, as if she had just remembered something, and said, "You know, I drew his portrait and then posted it on Weibo. Shouldn't I have obtained his consent for the portrait?"
She doesn't have Hu Bo's contact information, so it seems she needs to apply to the organizers for it.
Jiang Wanning took out her phone and typed a line below the painting: "Please contact me after you see the painting. If it infringes on any rights, I will delete it. If you agree, I will pay you accordingly."
After she finished editing, she showed it to Fu Chenyuan like a treasure: "A-Yuan, do you think this is okay?"
"Hmm." Fu Chenyuan nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on her face.
She has already begun to shine in the field she excels at and loves.
Fu Chenyuan believes that this painting, "Unwilling," will also generate a great response.
He got out of bed to get the hairdryer and took off the hair drying cap.
In an instant, Jiang Wanning's hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
Fu Chenyuan asked Jiang Wanning to sit on the edge of the bed, and he stood to the side, bending down to blow-dry her hair.
Jiang Wanning wanted to do it herself, but Fu Chenyuan wouldn't let her.
"It's a husband's duty to blow-dry his wife's hair."
Jiang Wanning asked, somewhat puzzled, "Is there such a rule?"
Fu Chenyuan remained calm and composed, his voice extremely gentle: "That's how it is here for me."
Jiang Wanning smiled, pursed her lips, and didn't say anything more.
Fu Chenyuan's movements were very gentle, his fingers occasionally brushing aside some of his long hair.
Neither of them spoke, and Jiang Wanning felt drowsy from the wind.
When Fu Chenyuan finally finished drying his hair, he noticed that Jiang Wanning's eyes were almost closed.
He picked Jiang Wanning up in one swift motion, and Jiang Wanning gasped in surprise.
"What's wrong."
"Tired?"
"Hmm, I'm sleepy."
Fu Chenyuan put Jiang Wanning down: "Since you're sleepy, go to sleep."
He then got into bed and held Jiang Wan in his arms.
He pressed the switch button by the bedside, plunging the room into darkness.
"A-Yuan~"
"What's wrong? I'm here."
Jiang Wanning bit her lip in the darkness, the heat on her face refusing to dissipate.
Why isn't Fu Chenyuan touching her?
It's so embarrassing, I can't let her ask.
Was she going to say: Fu Chenyuan, why don't you want me?
She was soothed in his arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, and gradually fell asleep.
In her dream, Fu Chenyuan seemed like a different person, like a wild beast that could never be satisfied, and she even screamed until her voice was hoarse.
When she woke up, Jiang Wanning felt incredibly embarrassed.
How could she have such a dream?
It was she, not Fu Chenyuan, who felt sexually frustrated.
Unable to understand it, Jiang Wanning told Su Zhihan about her dream, which resulted in Su Zhihan bursting into laughter.
Jiang Wanning's face flushed from the laughter, and she became a little annoyed: "If you laugh again, I won't say anything to you anymore."
Su Zhihan suppressed a laugh: "Oh my god, Ningning, you're so cute. How can someone be so cute! The key is, with you being so cute, how can your CEO Fu resist eating this little cutie? Hahaha."
Jiang Wanning enunciated each word clearly: "Su-Zhi-Han~"
"Alright, alright, I won't laugh at you anymore. Isn't that easy? Change into a sexy nightgown, oh, and then cling to him tonight. Let's see if he can remain unmoved then?"
Jiang Wanning muttered, "I think he really can do it."
Su Zhihan's eyes darted around: "How about this, when you come out shopping with me tonight, I'll buy you a magical gadget."
"What kind of magical artifact?"
"You'll find out when you get here tonight. I'm not going to say anything more now, I have to go take care of Teacher Gu."
Su Zhihan has officially started working at Gu Lingyang's studio.
She was parachuted in as Gu Lingyang's personal assistant as soon as she arrived, which caused some people to have objections.
Who is Su Zhihan? She's not afraid of anyone.
She has a sweet tongue and knows how to get things done; she can win everyone over as soon as she arrives.
Even Gu Lingyang's agent, Huang Jiafei, had to admit that Su Zhihan wouldn't cause trouble for Gu Lingyang while she was by his side; on the contrary, she would clean up some messes.
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