Chapter 43 How does it feel?
The atmosphere in the narrow doorway suddenly became tense.
Lu Tingzhou approached step by step, and Sang Wan retreated step by step, until his back hit the wall at the corner and he had nowhere to retreat.
The fresh scent of cedar and light tobacco on his body lingered at the tip of her nose, so familiar that it made her feel uneasy.
"Wanwan," his voice was very hoarse, and his big hands supported the walls on both sides of her body, trapping her in his space.
"You have to...give me a chance to explain."
Sang Wan bit her lip, "Explain why you have a child?"
Lu Tingzhou said anxiously: "That's not my child."
"Lu Tingzhou, don't be so shameless. You dare to do it but not admit it?"
Sang Wan stared at him with those beautiful fox eyes.
Lu Tingzhou raised his hand and pinched her chin, "Little fox, I didn't do anything, how can I admit it?"
Sang Wan turned her head away and didn't look at him. Thinking of the appearance of the family of three, tears welled up in her eyes.
"That child is my former assistant's. He died because of me, and I promised him to take care of his fiancée and the baby in her belly."
Sang Wan was stunned for a moment, then raised her chin, which was pinched by him, and asked, "Are you so caring that the child calls you dad?"
She couldn't accept it. She thought that care was the right thing to do, but as someone's father, she not only couldn't accept this kind of care, she couldn't understand it either.
"There's a misunderstanding here. His mother told him that he could see his father when he came back, but the child didn't understand and misunderstood."
Sang Wan stared at him with disbelief.
“Every word is true.”
Seeing his solemn oath, Sang Wan asked softly, "How did your former assistant die?"
Lu Tingzhou didn't want to say it, and even more didn't want her to know, but ever since she knew about the existence of Song Xinran and Kaikai, this topic seemed unavoidable.
These days he also figured it out that as long as Song Xinran and Kaikai were with him, it seemed that the existence of Song Xinran and Kaikai could not be kept secret forever.
"I went with you to discuss the contract, and there was a car accident on the way."
Lu Tingzhou finally chose to lie. He didn't want Sang Wan to know the location and cause of the car accident.
"Car accident?"
Sang Wan's eyes widened as she spoke. When she mentioned the car accident, she would think of her mother's death, which was also in a car accident, but she could not remember the details.
Lu Tingzhou nodded and quickly diverted her thoughts, "If you don't believe it, you can go for a paternity test when you return to Shenzhen."
Sang Wan pouted, picked up his hand and bit it hard.
"Why don't you explain these days?"
"You don't give me a chance." Someone looked helpless, "Release me from the blacklist."
"It depends on your performance."
"Let me see if you have any injuries first."
Lu Tingzhou bent down and picked the person up horizontally.
When Lu Tingzhou put her on the big bed, Sang Wan hissed softly.
Because it was right on the shoulder where she landed.
During the day, Sang Wan forgot about the injury on her shoulder because she was worried about Xiao Yan all day and didn't pay attention to the severity of the injury.
But now she really felt the pain.
"Where does it hurt?"
Lu Tingzhou sat down beside her, supported her waist and helped her up.
"Right shoulder."
She has always been delicate and afraid of pain. At this moment, her eyes were already glistening with tears, which made Lu Tingzhou's heart tighten.
"Don't move, let me see."
The voice was still deep, mixed with the tenderness that was unique to her.
Sang Wan was wearing a simple white dress today, with two small and delicate pearl buttons at the neckline, which made her skin look like snow.
Lu Tingzhou stretched out his hand, and his bony fingers reached straight for the buttons on her collar.
"I can do it myself..." Sang Wan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she subconsciously pressed his hand, her voice weak.
When her palm touched the back of his hand, the warm touch made her ears blush instantly.
Sitting so close to her, he was going to take off her clothes. The image shocked her mind.
"Don't move." Lu Tingzhou did not allow any objection. His tone was domineering, but it did not make her feel offended.
His fingertips gently opened the first button, his movements cautiously, as if he was handling a rare treasure.
Sang Wan could feel the thin calluses on his fingertips rubbing against the skin on her neck, bringing a subtle tingling sensation.
His scent grew stronger in the air, enveloping her completely.
The second button is undone.
His slightly cool fingertips accidentally brushed against the delicate skin of her chest. Sang Wan's breath caught, and she could even clearly feel the slight trembling of his fingertips.
Lu Tingzhou's body involuntarily tensed up for a moment. His deep eyes quickly swept across the snow-white undulations, and then he forced himself to turn his face away, his gaze falling precisely on her right shoulder.
With just one glance, his eyes suddenly darkened.
A large purple abrasion, mixed with some scarlet blood from broken skin, looked particularly hideous and glaring on her jade-white skin.
This injury was more serious than he had imagined.
The pressure around Lu Tingzhou dropped instantly. He stood up suddenly, quickly went to the intercom in the room, and ordered in a deep voice: "Send up some ointment for the scrapes."
The voice was cold and hard, filled with anxiety.
Sang Wan looked at his tense profile, and the shyness and charm in her heart instantly disappeared, leaving only a little bit of grievance and fear.
"Go take a shower first and apply the medicine later."
"Take a shower?" Sang Wan frowned.
There is a man in the room, how can she wash?
"It's not like I haven't seen you taking a shower before." The man curled his lips slightly.
Sang Wan blushed instantly. Could it be the same this time as last time?
Now that I think about it, she particularly understands how pressure can stimulate people's potential.
If she hadn't wanted to marry Wang Sheng, how could she have been so proactive?
Thinking of this, she lowered her eyes and smiled. Not necessarily. She has always been proactive when it comes to things she likes.
Seeing her eyes drooping and motionless, Lu Tingzhou leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to help you?"
Sang Wan glanced at him, quickly stood up, and muttered, "No need."
When she came out again, there was no one in the room, and the ointment was already on the bedside table.
Sang Wan wondered where this person had gone.
As she sat on the bed and took out the ointment to apply it on herself, the door was brushed open.
Lu Tingzhou was wearing a bathrobe and had just finished taking a shower.
"Have you booked a room?"
Lu Tingzhou: "It's right next door. You can call me anytime if you need anything at night."
Sang Wan: ...
Could she say she had been daydreaming in the shower?
Lu Tingzhou sat beside her with ointment and cotton swabs.
He took the ointment from Sang Wan's hand, squeezed some transparent gel onto his fingertips, and then carefully pulled down her bathrobe.
His movements were very light and gentle, completely different from his usual cold and aloof appearance.
When the cold ointment touched the wound, Sang Wan couldn't help but let out a soft "hiss".
"Does it hurt?" He frowned, and his movements became gentler, almost reverently spreading the ointment bit by bit.
Sang Wan nodded, her voice nasal: "Of course."
"Squeamish."
As he spoke, his hands moved more lightly, and for a moment he even didn't dare to take action.
Every time the fingertips stroked the tip of the ear, it felt like a feather scratching the tip of the ear, making it itchy and numb.
After applying the medicine, Lu Tingzhou pulled up her collar. His eyes regained some calmness, but were still deep.
It was the first time Sang Wan had seen Lu Tingzhou like this, with water droplets still clinging to his hair. The man's features were deep, less gloomy and distant than they were during the day, and more gentle, a rare touch.
Because of the ointment, the two of them sat very close to each other, and she could even feel Lu Tingzhou's shallow breathing and the muscle lines under the collar of his bathrobe.
Sang Wan felt an impulse in her heart. No wonder they say beauty is hard to resist.
When faced with true beauty, women, just like men, find it hard to resist!
Are his abdominal muscles as beautiful as the guy in the live broadcast room?
Seeing her red ears looking at the area below his collar, Lu Tingzhou raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his voice returned to his usual coldness, "Go to bed early, call me if you need anything."
After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave.
"Lu Tingzhou!" Sang Wan was anxious and reached out to grab the belt of his bathrobe without thinking.
The person I think about day and night for so many days is right in front of me, how can I let him go like this?
Lu Tingzhou paused, lowered his eyes to look at her small hand that was holding his waist, "Anything else?"
Sang Wan puffed out her cheeks and blinked her beautiful fox eyes, revealing an unmistakable sense of grievance and accusation: "You've been making me very unhappy lately."
Lu Tingzhou raised his eyebrows, as if he knew what she wanted to say.
"so?"
"So," Sang Wan raised her little face and said confidently, "You have to compensate me!"
"Compensation?" Lu Tingzhou's thin lips curled slightly, as if smiling. "What compensation do you want?"
Sang Wan's eyes rolled around, with a hint of cunning and probing, "I've been in a bad mood lately. I can't eat or sleep well. I was even frightened today. I almost lost my life..."
She complained pitifully, her voice so soft that Lu Tingzhou's heart softened.
"So?" He stared at her with interest, wanting to see if the little fox would say it out loud.
"so……"
Sang Wan dragged out the last word, her eyes wandering over him for a moment, finally landing on his abdomen hidden under his bathrobe. Her cheeks blushed slightly, "So, I want to be happy for a while, and you can make me happy by compensating me."
Lu Tingzhou bowed slightly and moved closer to her. "Tell me."
She leaned forward as she spoke, pressing her lips lightly against the man's sharp jawline.
The air was quiet, as if still.
Sang Wan licked her dry lips and lowered her voice, but she looked up at Lu Tingzhou with a feigned happiness.
"Mr. Lu, can I... touch your abdominal muscles?"
After saying that, she placed her hands on his waist and began to pull at the belt of his bathrobe.
Lu Tingzhou: “…”
She really dared to say that.
Lu Tingzhou was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his eyes dark, the woman's fragrance still lingering in his nose, he grabbed Sang Wan's dishonest hand.
Sang Wan thought he was going to refuse, so she quickly added, "I was watching those handsome guys' live broadcasts online. Their abs are so beautiful, like chocolate bars. I'm just... just a little curious. I want to know what it feels like to touch them."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became, and her head gradually lowered, with a thin layer of red on her ears.
Lu Tingzhou looked at her shy yet bold appearance, and his Adam's apple rolled inadvertently.
The little devil always found a way to make him feel uneasy.
He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the heat rising in his heart.
"No." His voice was a little hoarse.
Sang Wan stared at him, her eyes full of disappointment and grievance: "Why? I touched you twice, and you won't suffer any loss, so stingy."
Lu Tingzhou looked at her with deep eyes and sighed secretly, "You are injured, rest early."
Sang Wan curled her lips and muttered softly, "Just stingy."
That coquettish look, like a kitten that didn't get any candy, made Lu Tingzhou feel itchy.
His eyes darkened, and he suddenly leaned over, close to her ear, and his warm breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe.
"These days," he lowered his voice, with a hint of temptation, "Have you missed me a lot?"
Sang Wan froze up at his sudden closeness, and her ears instantly turned red.
"No...no!" She retorted stubbornly, but her eyes were evasive, not daring to look at him.
Lu Tingzhou looked at her insincere expression, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
She's obviously very shy when teased, but she's still trying to seduce people.
He stood up and calmly adjusted his collar, his tone regaining some of his usual aloofness and dignity.
"Really?" He chuckled. "Since you haven't thought about it, forget it."
"If I let people touch me casually, wouldn't that make me look like a male model in a nightclub? I'm so worthless."
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