Chapter 79 Lighting a Cigarette (Zhu Wan x Fang Qibai)
Wen Yuxing looked at the closed door and, knowing better than to knock again, refrained from knocking.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother Zhou, I've left the clothes and shoes you wanted at the door."
The sudden downpour caused the hot spring hotel to be fully booked.
He shared a room with that bastard Qiu Chen.
They grew tired of looking at each other.
He had just finished showering when he received a message from his brother asking him to prepare clean clothes and shoes to be delivered.
Messages urging them to go to the restaurant kept popping up on their phones. Wen Yuxing said through the door, "Wang He is already ordering. Zhou-ge, remember to come over for dinner with your wife."
After he finished speaking, he knocked on Zhu Wan's room next door.
Zhu Wan stood obediently inside the door, wearing a bathrobe, one hand gripping the doorknob.
Wen Yuxing handed her the paper bag in his hand, "Little sister A-Yuan, change into some clean clothes and come out. Brother Yu will take you to the restaurant first."
Zhu Wan politely accepted the clothes, saying, "Thank you, Brother Yu."
But she wanted to wait for her sister to come along.
Wen Yuxing noticed the girl's hesitation and felt a little hurt. "Are you afraid I'll sell you?"
Zhu Wan chuckled softly and shook her head.
Yu Ge has been showing her kindness.
Wen Yuxing felt better after seeing the little girl smile.
He thought he looked fierce, like a bad guy.
The little girl in front of him was so well-behaved and quiet that his voice unconsciously softened a bit, "Don't worry, if I were to sell you, I would die a terrible death."
He winked playfully. "I have a good relationship with Brother Zhou, and he asked me to prepare these clothes and shoes for you. I didn't know what kind of style you liked, so I put together an outfit for you based on my own aesthetic."
Wen Yuxing gestured for her to quickly take the things from her hands and change her clothes. "Let's not be third wheels here. Brother Yu will take you to play. You'll be bored in the room by yourself."
He felt he was far too understanding.
Zhu Wan pointed to the phone she was holding in her hand, "I'm going to send a message to my sister."
Wen Yuxing leaned against the wall and exclaimed, "You're so well-behaved."
He closed the door for the little girl.
Zhu Wan put down the two heavy paper bags in her hands and took out the clothes and shoes inside.
A French-style off-white champagne-colored beaded wool sweater paired with matching loose-fitting knit trousers, soft and warm to the touch.
Zhu Wan changed her clothes and put on the pink belted loose coat.
The coat reached her ankles, and the trousers draped over champagne-colored low-heeled lambskin shoes with ballet ribbons.
The girl was slender and tall, and the warm pink hue accentuated her gentle temperament.
When Wen Yuxing saw Zhu Wan open the door and come out, a look of satisfaction and amazement flashed in his eyes.
Although he's straight, he still has good taste.
Zhu Wan felt a little embarrassed by the stares.
Wen Yuxing grinned, "Little sister A-Yuan, you need to be confident in your beauty and figure. You're very pretty."
"Also, don't keep saying thank you all the time. It's too formal and distant."
Zhu Wan swallowed back the thank you that was on the tip of her tongue.
She knew that all the preferential treatment she received here today was because of her sister and her sister's boyfriend.
Wen Yuxing led the little girl into the restaurant.
Upon entering the restaurant, Wen Yuxing was greeted by so many people that he was overwhelmed.
Wen Yuxing shielded Zhu Wan completely, then turned to her and said, "Let me take you to a quiet place to sit down first."
It was raining too hard outside, so everyone stayed indoors.
It's smoky and chaotic, not really suitable for underage girls.
Wen Yuxing borrowed a tablet and prepared a lot of fruit cakes and sweet drinks on a tray, placing them in front of Zhu Wan.
"Brother Yu, I'll sit here and wait for my sister to come. I won't run around."
"Thank you for taking such good care of me."
Wen Yuxing received an urgent call on his phone.
Hearing the little girl thank him again, he was displeased, "If you really want to thank me properly, call out 'Brother Yu' a few more times so I can hear it."
He was the youngest in his family and had never experienced having younger siblings.
Tonight, the feeling of being the older brother is wonderful and exhilarating.
He even wanted to call his parents and ask them to give him a younger sister as beautiful and well-behaved as Zhu Wan.
Wen Yuxing popped a plump, ripe red cherry into his mouth and saved his phone number into Zhu Wan's phone.
"If you're bored or something comes up, call Brother Yu right away."
Zhu Wan laughed and urged him to answer the phone, saying, "Your phone is about to explode with calls."
She can manage on her own.
Wen Yuxing answered Wang He's call.
Wang He ordered the dishes, but since his brother Zhou hadn't arrived, no one dared to start eating first.
Right now, a group of people are playing snooker upstairs.
The upscale restaurant lobby was sheltered from the cold and torrential rain outside.
Zhu Wan sat quietly on the leather sofa in the hall, with a tablet brought by Wen Yuxing in front of her, which was playing cartoons.
The scattered lights, shimmering in the rain, created a hazy, dreamlike night scene.
Fang Qibai went downstairs for some fresh air and saw the little girl staring intently at her tablet, her lips curving into a beautiful smile and her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.
I wonder what interesting video is playing on her tablet that makes her laugh so happily and contentedly.
The tranquility of the hall was warmed by this soft, pink figure.
Just looking at it makes one feel relaxed.
Fang Qibai lazily lifted his foot and walked towards the little girl.
The black leather sofa beside him was slightly concave, revealing the man's long legs, which were lazily crossed.
Zhu Wan looked up and met Fang Qibai's calm and aloof gaze.
Fang Qibai shifted his gaze from the little girl's face to the tablet screen, without saying a word.
Zhu Wan didn't say "Brother Qi Bai" that was on the tip of her tongue.
He seemed very tired and sleepy.
The surroundings were quiet, with only the sounds from the animation echoing around.
The two were so close that their clothes brushed against each other unintentionally.
She could smell the tobacco mixed with cedar on him.
It has no smoky smell; instead, it has a clean, cool, and mild tobacco flavor.
It smells wonderful.
Zhu Wan's soft belt, which draped over the sofa, was pressed under the man's black trousers.
Visually, it creates a sense of ambiguity.
Zhu Wan gently pulled out the belt of her coat.
Fang Qibai took in her subtle movements and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Aren't you going to call for help?"
Zhu Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly. "Brother Qi Bai."
The girl's shout was very soft, as if a feather had lightly brushed against my eardrum.
Fang Qibai's throat felt a little itchy, and he subconsciously reached for a cigarette and a lighter.
Realizing that smoking now would choke the little girl, he stood up from the sofa and asked with a smile, "Was the animated film good?"
Zhu Wan felt a little embarrassed.
She's such a grown-up, yet she's still watching cartoons that only kindergarten kids like.
But the cartoon is really good.
Seeing the little girl nod, Fang Qibai chuckled and went to stand downwind in the hall.
The wind tousled the man's hair.
Fang Qibai's eyebrows and eyes were tinged with cold weariness by the biting wind.
The man rubbed the metal lighter a few times with his well-defined fingertips.
A constant gust of wind blew by, and the cigarette in my hand remained unlit.
Fang Qibai, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, had lost his patience.
Zhu Wan didn't know where she got the courage to stand in front of the man.
She stood on tiptoe, gently supporting his wrist with one hand to steady him as he held the cigarette, while taking the metal lighter away with the other.
Fang Qibai paused slightly in his breathing.
He could clearly see the girl's trembling eyelashes and fingertips.
Zhu Wan was standing very close.
Fang Qibai was so close that he could feel her light breathing and the fragrance of her hair.
The crisp sound caused the flames to leap up, illuminating the girl's pure profile.
Zhu Wan cupped the flames, and the flames licked the cigarette, making a soft hissing sound.
The girl's long eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks, her expression focused on the cigarette between his lips.
The cigarette was lit—
Fang Qibai lowered his head, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. He leaned down and took a deep drag on the cigarette, the butt glowing a scarlet red.
The fog and smoke obscured the man's face.
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