Chapter 57 Jealousy
Zhu Fan took a picture of her newly done manicure and sent it to Fang Qizhou.
Five minutes ago, he messaged her asking where she was.
She had been holding the lamp in both hands, and only now were her hands free.
Zhu Fan sent the mall's location to Fang Qizhou and continued typing.
F: [Just got my nails done, do they look good?]
Yi Jia rested her chin on Zhu Fan's shoulder and grinned, "Little Fan, your boyfriend is so clingy."
Fang Qizhou: [It's good.]
I'm coming to pick you up.
Yi Jia didn't intentionally look at the messages on Zhu Fan's phone; she just glimpsed them by chance.
She gestured with her chin toward Meng Mowan and said to Zhu Fan, "Little Jasmine, let's make a bet on who she chooses, color or friend."
Meng Mowan's eyes curved into crescent shapes, and she remained silent.
She doesn't gamble.
Both color and friendship are important.
Zhu Fan put down his phone. "I promised to treat you two to dinner, and I'll keep my word."
She told Fang Qizhou that he didn't need to pick her up, and that she would go to his apartment by herself.
Yi Jia showed the finished manicure, now cured under the lamp, to Zhu Fan and Meng Mowan, asking, "Does it look good?"
Meng Mowan watched as the golden cat-eye nail polish on Yi Jia's nails shimmered with a rich, luxurious glow, while the emerald-green diamond French trim looked like jade wrapped in gold leaf under the light.
"Wealth and beauty are dazzling. Senior Yi Jia, your nails are so long and well-maintained."
Yi Jia smiled, "I love hearing that, keep praising me."
She asked the nail technician to take a group photo of the three of them getting their nails done.
She wants to post it on her WeChat Moments.
Zhu Fan and Meng Mowan worked together to extend their manicures.
Yi Jia, filled with envy and jealousy, grabbed Zhu Fan's hands and said, "If I were a hand fetishist, I would be tempted to keep these hands hidden away."
The pure, nude pink French manicure made Zhu Fan's hands appear as white as jade, with slender, beautiful fingers and crystal-clear nails. The protruding wrist bone on her wrist was so alluring that it was impossible to look away.
"How can such a simple design look so good in your hands?"
Zhu Fan was very generous, "If you like them, these hands are yours."
Yi Jia grabbed one in each arm and said, "Bring me the knife."
Meng Mowan hid her hands behind her back, "It's too bloody, too violent."
Yi Jia chuckled, "It can get even bloodier."
As she led the two out, she told her boss, "Just deduct the balance from my card."
Meng Mowan tried to transfer money to Yi Jia using her phone, but Yi Jia stopped her.
"Little Jasmine, the most important thing when you girls go out to play is to have fun."
"If you feel bad, treat me and Fanfan to milk tea."
For dinner, the three of them had hot pot.
Zhu Fan sipped milk tea and ate hot pot, and accidentally overate.
Yi Jia gnawed on the yellow light, "This is really too indulgent."
She hadn't eaten this much in a long time.
"I'm so envious of your physiques, you can eat whatever you want and not gain weight."
Meng Mowan looked down at her flat chest, then at Jia Jie's voluptuous figure, her eyes filled with undisguised envy.
She cast an even more envious glance at Zhu Fan.
Sister Jia's is too big.
Zhu Fan crossed his arms and smiled lazily, "If I keep looking, I'll arrest you as a hooligan."
Meng Mowan made a peace sign with her fingers over her eyes.
Yi Jia lowered his voice, "Little Jasmine, have some papaya milk."
"It would be even better if you had a handsome young man give you a massage."
If she could crawl under the table, Meng Mowan would have already done so.
Zhu Fan smiled and went to pay the bill.
The three of them went down the escalator, floor by floor, as a way to digest their food.
Yi Jia's hands were full in no time. After going down two more floors, Meng Mowan's hands were also full of shoes and clothes that Yi Jia had bought.
Zhu Fan was carrying only two large paper bags.
She bought Fang Qizhou three short-sleeved shirts and a pair of limited-edition sneakers.
Fang Qizhou always wears all black, but all three of her short-sleeved shirts were white.
Fang Qizhou looked really handsome in his white shirt that day.
Since they started dating, she doesn't think she's ever given Fang Qizhou a decent gift.
Yi Jia whispered to Meng Mowan, "Fanfan is going to spend a pleasant and happy night with her boyfriend."
Zhu Fan gently pinched Yi Jia's waist.
Yi Jia winked at her, "You pinched me too hard."
The three of them playfully bickered as they left the mall.
Zhu Fan did not ask Yi Jia to take her back to school.
Her car was parked at the school and she didn't drive it out.
The shopping mall is not far from Fang Qizhou's apartment; it's a short taxi ride away.
She sent a message to Fang Qizhou as she got into the car.
At the driver's suggestion, Zhu Fan took her belongings and got off the bus.
She saw Fang Qizhou standing at the entrance of the residential area almost as soon as she got out of the car.
She smiled and jogged over with her things in her arms.
"Fang Qizhou, this is a gift I bought for you."
Fang Qizhou lowered his dark eyes and accepted the gift the girl handed him.
When Zhu Fan got close to him, she smelled the fresh scent of shower gel in the air.
She then noticed that Fang Qizhou's hair was still dripping wet.
"Did you just take a shower? It's okay if you don't come out to pick me up."
She's very familiar with this place now.
When Fang Qizhou lowered his head to approach her, Zhu Fan smelled a faint scent of alcohol.
"Fang Qizhou, have you been drinking?"
The man's dark eyes were deep and intense, and the coldness and gloom gathered between his brows were even thicker than the night.
Fang Qizhou bent down, pressed the back of the girl's head, and pressed her lips to his own.
Zhu Fan's teeth bumped into Fang Qizhou's lips and teeth.
She gasped in pain.
Fang Qizhou, however, seemed completely oblivious to the pain.
Before she could react, the man had already pried open her tightly clenched teeth and was kissing and biting her without restraint.
The strong smell of alcohol permeated her.
Her eyes were red and swollen, and she gripped Fang Qizhou's arm tightly. "Fang Qizhou, let's go home first..."
As soon as the apartment door opened, Zhu Fan was pinned against the wall by Fang Qizhou.
She tried to push Fang Qizhou's hands away, but he raised one hand above his head and pressed it against the wall.
Fang Qizhou held the girl captive, his large hand gripping the back of her head, preventing her from escaping.
Zhu Fan trembled uncontrollably and couldn't bear it, turning his head to the side.
The next second, her chin was grabbed again, followed by an even deeper kiss.
The girl's white skirt piled up on the man's black trousers, creating ambiguous folds.
The man's eyes were deep and intense as he kissed her while unbuttoning her skirt.
The shoulder straps tied with bows came undone and slid down the girl's fragrant shoulders.
Zhu Fan was carried and kissed by Fang Qizhou all the way from the living room into the room, and finally fell onto the soft bed.
Her eyes were filled with mist.
"Fang Qizhou, what can I do to make you happy?"
Fang Qizhou's downward movement stopped—
The man's gaze was naked, fiery, and direct, almost as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Zhu Fan wrapped her arms around his neck, "Don't be so mean to me..."
Fang Qizhou's eyes were bloodshot, and every kiss he gave was filled with a strong sense of possessiveness and aggression, as if every inch of her skin had to be branded with his mark.
Zhu Fan's eyelids trembled as her fingertips traced Fang Qizhou's fierce and ruthless eyebrows and eyes.
An excruciating tingling sensation...
Climbing up along the spine—
Fang Qizhou kissed away the tears from Zhu Fan's eyes, and whispered in her ear as he kissed her, "Who are you thinking about right now?"
The girl bit her lip hard, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Fang Qizhou's temples bulged with veins. "Tell me, Fan Bao."
Fang Qizhou's two sentences ripped Zhu Fan down from her ethereal state.
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