After dumping the big boss, they went on a dating reality show together. (Episode 43)
The spacious bathroom was filled with steam.
Qi An'an didn't want to wash her hair, but since her hair got wet while showering, she decided to wash it all at once.
After washing up, I felt completely refreshed.
Wrapped in a bath towel, she patted her flushed cheeks.
Her lips were fuller than usual, a deep red, as if someone had been sucking them like jelly in the car.
After drying her hair, she stepped out of the bathroom and felt a blast of cold air hit her, making her shiver involuntarily.
Her suitcase was on the floor of the room. She walked over and rummaged through it, picked up her pajamas, then thought for a moment and put them down again.
The large apartment has four rooms, and Qi An'an has been assigned to a smaller suite.
Fu Jiu's room was right next door.
She came out of the small suite and knocked on the door next to it.
A moment later, the door was opened, and Fu Jiu appeared in front of her.
He must have just finished getting ready; he was wearing black pajamas and had a faint scent of shower gel on him.
He wasn't wearing glasses, and his sharp phoenix eyes were now shimmering with light, tinged with a gentle luster.
But when his gaze fell upon her, a sudden, intense light shone forth.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he slowly spoke, "What's wrong?"
Qi An'an arrived wrapped only in a bath towel; her fair and smooth skin looked like sweet cream, as if it would melt under the light.
Her small, delicate face, with rosy cheeks, was beaming as she looked at him. "Fu Jiu, my pajamas have developed a strange smell in the trunk. I'd like to borrow some of your clothes."
But all her thoughts were written in those watery eyes.
She was nervous, yet also seemed to be anticipating something; her eyes darted away slightly.
"Mm." Fu Jiu opened the door wider to let her in.
However, after closing the door, he didn't take her to the dressing room. Instead, he bent down in front of her and asked in a low voice, "Just want to borrow clothes? Or... can I lend you mine too?"
She raised her hand and gently tapped his nose. "I borrowed the clothes to wear, why would I lend them to you?"
The slightly rising tone at the end of the note was incredibly captivating.
Fu Jiu, as if admitting defeat, pulled her into his arms, his eyes filled with an uncontrollable desire. "Didn't you just say you were very tired?"
She snuggled into his arms like a spoiled kitten, saying nonsensical things, "...the toothpaste you bought is mint flavored, and I suddenly feel refreshed after washing my face."
Fu Jiu smiled and said, "It's my fault."
Qi An'an inhaled his scent and felt greatly satisfied.
The man's hand gripped her waist, his voice even hoarser, "Since you're not tired, I'll keep you company and help you burn off some energy."
How is it consumed?
What do you think?
As he said this, his high, straight nose seemed to brush against her face.
When she spoke again, he captured her lower lip and gently pursed it.
It was like savoring a delicious treat he had long coveted.
Both of them trembled slightly, their breaths mingling, burning hot.
Qi An'an subconsciously held her breath, then her waist tightened, and in a dizzying moment, he carried her to the bed.
...
The scorching sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making Qi An'an feel dazzled. She drowsily rolled over to the side.
She rolled right up to the man's hot chest and hugged him tightly.
She paused for two seconds, then suddenly opened her eyes.
Fu Jiu's face was inches away, with his superior brows, high nose bridge, thin lips, and flawless, fair skin. At this moment, his eyelashes were lowered, as if he hadn't woken up yet...
She reflexively pushed him away and then quickly rolled to the side.
How did you end up sleeping together?!
However, before she could escape his embrace, he reached out and pulled her back into his arms.
The man's deep, husky voice reassured her, "The recording is over, we're at home."
One sentence brought Qi An'an back to her senses.
She forced a smile and said sheepishly, "...Oh right." They weren't on a cruise ship, so there were no cameras!
Fu Jiu slowly opened her eyes, a faint smile in them. "Silly girl."
God knows how seductive his tone was.
Qi An'an suddenly felt that it didn't matter anymore that he called her that.
Her gaze shifted downwards, landing on the beautiful, powerful muscle lines of his shoulders and chest... faintly visible teeth marks and fingernail prints, which only fueled her fantasies.
The events of last night gradually replayed in her mind.
He said he would accompany her to expend her energy, but before they even officially started, she was too tired to move.
Even though she later tried to act cute and charming, Fu Jiu, who was already determined to succeed, didn't let her go.
I woke up and it was already noon.
Fu Jiu felt his body getting hot again, but he knew he couldn't continue to indulge himself. He sat up and asked, "I'll go make something to eat. You go wash up first?"
"Hmm... but wait a minute." Qi An'an's gaze continued downwards, landing on the waistband of his pajama pants.
Her neatly arranged abs were pleasing to the eye, but what she cared about was...
She reached out and pulled at his waistband.
Fu Jiu suddenly grabbed her hand, his voice turning dangerous, "An'an, are you sure you want to?"
Qi An'an knew he had misunderstood, and said awkwardly, "No, I think I saw a mole on your left side last night, on your V-line."
She wanted to pull down his pants to see if she was seeing things.
Fu Jiu raised an eyebrow slightly, released her hand, and put her hands behind her back, looking like she was at her mercy. "I didn't pay much attention. Take a look."
Qi An thought to herself, since she had already done what she needed to do, she was just pulling down her pants now, there was no need to be so coy.
So she said, "Then I'll just take a look."
Fu Jiu nodded. "Mm."
The sound that came from her nose inexplicably made Qi An'an blush.
She moved quickly, grabbing his pajama bottoms and pulling them down to reveal his left V-line, slowly sliding them down...
Until I saw a small mole actually appear below.
"Really?" Qi An'an looked up at him, her face full of surprise.
Fu Jiu felt helpless for a moment, then pulled her into his arms again and asked in a low voice, "Besides the mole, what else is there?"
Qi An'an was forced to straddle him, her cheeks gradually turning red. "What else?"
This position easily reminded her of last night...
Fu Jiu didn't answer, but instead pressed her down by pinching her waist.
—And the flame she just ignited.
Qi An'an hugged his neck tightly, "I'm hungry, Fu Jiu..."
Fu Jiu noticed her guilty and flustered appearance and chuckled softly, "I can only get you something to eat if you let go of me."
She then released his neck, quickly stepped off his legs, and returned to the bed. "Go on now."
Fu Jiu glanced down at his brother, who was out of control, and got up to walk towards the bathroom. If Qi An'an looked closely, she would have noticed that his ears were bright red, as if they were congested with blood.
He lost control last night, and just now, she only pulled down his pants, and he got as excited as a young boy.
As Qi An'an watched his figure disappear, she grabbed Xiao Hei and asked, "How strange, why does he have a mole in that spot?"
Xiao Hei looked puzzled. "Can't it grow there?"
Qi An'an: "...So it's a coincidence, right?"
Xiao Hei: "Hmm?"
Qi An'an shook her head, tossed Xiao Hei aside, "Never mind, the most important thing now is the mission progress..."
Xiao Hei was also troubled, "The task progress is stuck at 50%."
Qi An'an said calmly, "He needs to take care of my business first, otherwise he won't be at ease."
She took out her phone and started flipping through the photo album.
In this world, the parent-child relationship can never be completely severed, so she can only hide.
However, Zhao Lin and his group... if their legal team is strong enough, and with the support of public opinion, they can still be put in jail for a few years.
——
The live stream of "Dream Love" has ended, but several topics are still trending.
Qi An'an and Fu Jiu have successfully reconciled, much to the delight of their fans.
But the question that follows is whether the bullying and oppression she suffered from her family of origin can be perfectly resolved.
Fu Jiu and Qi An'an spent the entire afternoon at a law firm.
At first, Qi An'an had difficulty recalling the events, but Xiao Hei helped her by telling the lawyer about all the bullying incidents she had experienced.
As for the evidence...
Qi An'an hesitated and said, "I don't know what counts as evidence. I've only taken some videos."
The lawyer, whose expression had been serious, suddenly brightened. "Could I take a look?"
Qi An'an opened the photo album and handed over her phone.
She didn't let go of the phone immediately while the lawyer was holding it; she gripped it tightly.
The lawyer was perceptive of her emotions but wasn't in a hurry; he simply waited for her to prepare herself mentally.
After she let go, he glanced at Fu Jiu, who had been accompanying her the whole time.
Clearly, Fu Jiu didn't expect there was anything else on her phone.
"Can't I watch?" he asked Qi An'an softly.
Qi An'an shook her head, "It's not that I can't watch it, it's that I don't want you to watch it... It's not a good thing."
Fu Jiu reached out and patted her head. "Mmm."
But he said, "I want to see."
Qi An looked at him steadily for a long time before nodding. She took his hand and comforted him instead, "Okay, but... remember, that's all in the past."
Fu Jiu struggled to calm the unbearable bitterness in her heart and replied, "Mm."
"An'an, you must be tired after all afternoon." Fu Jiu pulled Qi An'an up, her expression calm. "Are you thirsty? Let's go rest for a bit."
Qi An'an was thus sent away.
The lawyer watched the two leave before looking down at his phone, his brow furrowing more and more, his expression growing increasingly grief-stricken.
When Fu Jiu returned, she took the phone directly from his hand and asked, "How is it?"
"Actually, she didn't have much on her phone. She just opened the camera in a panic... The clearest one is from not long ago, which shows Zhao Lin's face."
The lawyer clicked on the latest video, "This is it, and it mentioned you."
Fu Jiu recognized it immediately; the background was downstairs in the inpatient ward.
The girl was cornered by Zhao Lin.
The other party started with insults and mockery.
Zhao Lin said he wanted to sleep with her, and that if she didn't leave Fu Jiu, he would spread her dirty secrets throughout the hospital, causing Fu Jiu to suffer as well.
Just as he was about to make a move, the girl kicked him and ran away.
Fu Jiu's heart, which was hanging in suspense, was repeatedly struck by the boulder, and the hatred in her heart was magnified infinitely.
In the lounge, Qi An'an heard Xiao Hei's heartbroken voice: "Mission progress -10%! An'an, I feel so bad right now, sob sob sob."
The black fluffy ball softened into a thin sheet and draped sadly over her shoulder.
Qi An'an reached out and touched it, "It'll be fine soon."
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