Chapter 51 "It can be your dog".
Zhu Fan pressed her palm against Fang Qizhou's Adam's apple, startled, her eyes filled with tears and pleading, "No..."
The pleading and shame in the girl's eyes made Fang Qizhou's lips curl into a smile. He bit her earlobe and whispered, "Fanbao, we're a couple. Holding hands, hugging, kissing, making love—"
The auricle of the ear became damp.
Zhu Fan's eyes widened, and his legs suddenly went weak.
"Fang Qizhou, only puppies like to lick people. Are you a dog?"
The girl's voice was charmingly annoyed, and a beautiful red hue spread across the corner of her eyes, with mist obscuring her vision.
"It could be your dog."
The darkness in Fang Qizhou's eyes grew deeper and deeper, like a swamp, threatening to drown him.
Zhu Fan was stunned.
Fang Qizhou pulled the girl's hand to the back of his neck and covered it.
This action was like personally handing her the reins of the collar around her neck.
Zhu Fan's heart suddenly trembled.
The short, crisp piano notes sent a jolt through Zhu Fan's body, making him tremble.
As she slid down, Zhu Fan hooked her arm around Fang Qizhou's neck with one hand, while her right hand inadvertently pressed down on the black and white piano keys.
Three or four notes of the zither sounded in succession, making Zhu Fan's heart pound wildly.
Fang Qizhou smiled loosely and continued, without asking the question he hadn't finished earlier, "Do these things make you feel ashamed or strange?"
Before Zhu Fan were Fang Qizhou's features magnified to the extreme.
The man's breath enveloped her, pressed down on her, leaving her nowhere to escape.
“Fang Qizhou, I would feel very strange and ashamed if someone saw us doing something intimate.”
The black and white piano keys pressed against her back and Fang Qizhou's hand around her waist made her feel a little pained and uncomfortable.
Fang Qizhou pressed his forehead against her brow, his gaze fixed on her, a low murmur escaping his throat: "Fanbao, when you just said no, did you mean no to my brother finding out, or no to me kissing you?"
Zhu Fan couldn't understand why every time Fang Qizhou kissed her, she felt both guilty and excited.
She was covered in sweat as Fang Qizhou pressed her against him.
Zhu Fan puffed out her cheeks. "If I don't let you kiss me, will you stop kissing me?"
The more she struggled, the more unrestrained he became.
If she cooperates, he will restrain himself a lot.
The temperature of their bodies pressed together was burning hot.
As if sensing her discomfort, Fang Qizhou lowered his eyelashes and stared at her swollen lips. "No."
Kissing her is addictive.
Once you've kissed someone, you don't want to stop.
Zhu Fan softened her tone, "Then next time you kiss me, could you please not do it so suddenly?"
Tell her to prepare herself mentally.
Fang Qizhou picked the girl up from the piano. "Do I need to ask permission to kiss my girlfriend?"
Zhu Fan covered her mouth to stifle the gasp that escaped her lips, clinging to Fang Qizhou like a koala.
Fang Qizhou lowered his long eyelashes, his dark eyes revealing a calculating and agreeable expression. Yet, his words were damnably lazy and slovenly: "If you don't like it here, let's find somewhere else to continue."
The lingering desire in the man's eyes made Zhu Fan so angry that she punched him on the back a few times.
Fang Qizhou smiled with pleasure, "I dreamt about you last night."
I dreamt that you tore my clothes—
Zhu Fan desperately covered both ears, not wanting to hear Fang Qizhou say things that made her ears burn.
There was a knock on the closed door.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhu Fan's back as she bit Fang Qizhou's shoulder hard.
Put her down quickly.
Fang Qizhou held her, his eyes showing a cold indifference at being disturbed.
He gripped the doorknob.
Zhu Fan gripped his arm tightly as he held the doorknob.
Fang Qizhou suddenly laughed. "Not going to another place?"
Zhu Fan is going crazy.
"Fang Qizhou, if someone sees us like this, I'll go crazy."
The knocking stopped after only two knocks.
Fang Qizhou's sudden release of his hand relieved Zhu Fan's anxiety.
The footsteps outside the door faded into the distance.
The door to the music room clicked shut as Fang Qizhou locked it from the inside.
The air fell silent again.
Zhu Fan clenched his back teeth tightly, and it took him a long time to calm his heartbeat back down.
But Fang Qizhou, the instigator, still maintained that lazy and unruly demeanor.
Zhu Fan bit Fang Qizhou's shoulder hard, her voice muffled from biting him: "Fang Qizhou, is it fun to scare me like this?"
The girl took a big bite, which inexplicably pleased Fang Qizhou.
He pressed his fingertips against the girl's lips and teeth.
"Doesn't your cheek get sore?"
Fingertips lightly brushing against lips and teeth—
Zhu Fan opened her eyes wide and almost instantly loosened her clenched lips.
Fang Qizhou carried the person he was holding back to the piano stool.
The voices of Meng Yin and Leng Qiyi could be heard through the door.
"Are you going back so soon?"
"I've already asked the housekeeper to prepare the meal."
"I'll come back to talk to Mrs. Fang again next time. I've already bothered you for too long..."
A-Yuan's voice drifted over: "My sister is in the music room."
Zhu Fan hurriedly got off Fang Qizhou's lap.
He accidentally pressed his palm against Fang Qizhou.
Fang Qizhou tilted his chin up and loosened his grip on her waist.
"Fanbao, do you want to cripple me?"
Zhu Fan realized the place she had just touched.
Her palms felt like they were on fire.
"If you hadn't imprisoned me, I wouldn't have run into you. You deserve it."
The girl's eyes didn't flinch at all; instead, they held a sense of satisfaction, as if she had gotten her revenge.
Fang Qizhou released his grip on the girl's slender waist and looked at her with a smile, "Press me down, press me down, play with me however you like."
"I'm useless now. If you want to live a life of widowhood, fine."
This person is absolutely despicable.
Zhu Fan kept a close eye on the sounds outside the door, and blushed at Fang Qizhou's words.
Fang Qizhou's gaze swept over the girl's reddened lips and settled on her eyelashes, which trembled as the voices outside the door grew closer.
"So scared?"
"Where's your guts in front of me?"
Zhu Fan felt a lump in his throat, unable to catch his breath.
She glared fiercely at Fang Qizhou.
She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the piano lid out of the corner of her eye, and she wanted to gouge her eyes out.
Her face was flushed, and her lips were slightly swollen and rosy.
She looks terrible; she can't possibly be seen in public like this.
Zhu Fan's heart is cold.
She's going to be finished today.
The girl, having given up all hope, sat on the ground hugging her knees, pouting and looking aggrieved, which made Fang Qizhou bite her cheek.
"There is a hidden door in the music room that leads to the study and down to the first floor."
This door represents Fang Qibai's resistance against Leng Qiyi's absolute control.
For so many years, no one knew about it except him.
Zhu Fan, upon hearing Fang Qizhou's words, felt as if he were floating in the ocean, about to be swallowed by the sea, but suddenly grabbed onto a piece of driftwood.
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On the way back, Zhu Wan sat in the back seat, leaning on her sister's shoulder. "I thought my sister was catching up on sleep in the music room, so I knocked on the door once."
"Sister, when did you come downstairs? Why didn't you call me?"
Zhu Fan used playing on her phone to cover up her guilty conscience, saying, "I needed to use the restroom, so I went downstairs."
The door to Fang Qibai's music room was so well hidden that she wouldn't have been able to find it if Fang Qizhou hadn't opened it.
Zhu Wan remembered that her sister's lips weren't this red when she left the house.
She stared at her sister's lips for a long time.
Did my sister wear lipstick? I don't know what makeup technique she used, but her lips look so full and the color is a very natural red, making her look especially beautiful.
"Sister, your lip color is so beautiful."
Zhu Fan choked on his own saliva.
She covered her lips, coughing until tears welled up in her eyes.
Zhu Wan quickly unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her sister.
Zhu Fan drank several mouthfuls of water before she could suppress the itch in her throat.
Meng Yin gripped the steering wheel and smiled at the two sisters in the back seat: "Ah Yuan, if you want to learn piano, Mom has found you a very good piano teacher. You'll have lessons twice a week."
"Grandma had already found you a piano teacher, but Mom thinks that the piano teacher recommended by Aunt Leng is more suitable for you."
"This piano teacher is really amazing!"
"He started learning piano at the age of four and a half and reached the level of piano grade 10 at the age of eight. At the age of 15, he was admitted to the world's top music school with a unanimous vote."
However, this gifted young pianist did not choose to attend a music academy.
Meng Yin's voice carried a regret she herself was unaware of.
"A piano prodigy came to give our daughter, A-Yuan, lessons. Mom should really thank Aunt Leng."
Zhu Wan suddenly remembered that when she called her sister home at the Fang family's house, the door to the music room opened, and the man leaned against the door, looking at them with a cold gaze and Aunt Leng's accommodating and gentle tone.
The face and the man exuded an invisible sense of danger and oppression, causing Zhu Wan to shrink back.
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