Chapter 47 Baby, you can sleep tomorrow
Lu Tingzhou brought the "artifact" in front of him, pinching the thin straps with his slender fingers, his expression showing a bit of feigned scrutiny and confusion.
Sang Wan felt like her face was burning and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
She hesitated, her eyes evasive. "I...my new design...it still has a lot of room, and I don't know what kind of decorations to use. It's just a skeleton."
As soon as she said this, she wanted to bite off her tongue.
When Lu Tingzhou heard this, the smile in his eyes deepened, almost overflowing.
He leaned closer to her, his hot breath spraying on her sensitive earlobe: "Oh? Really?"
"Then put it on and I'll help you with some advice."
His voice was extremely low, bewitching, "After all, men's perspectives are different from women's. Perhaps... it can give you some special inspiration."
Sang Wan shook her head like a rattle: "No, no, no... no need! I think it's better... I should study it during the day when the light is better..."
She would never dare to wear this in front of him!
Then don't admit that you think about how to sleep with him every day.
Lu Tingzhou pursed his lips, rested his forehead against hers, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Shoulder... does it still hurt?"
Sang Wan shook her head dazedly.
After getting the answer, the dark color in Lu Tingzhou's eyes suddenly surged.
His kiss fell again, from her lips, to her chin, to...
Sang Wan was so aroused by him that her whole body trembled, and tiny sounds came out of her mouth.
Just when she thought she could finally "get what she wanted" tonight, Lu Tingzhou suddenly stopped all his movements at the moment when her emotions reached the extreme.
He stepped back slightly and looked at her with veins visible on his forehead.
"Put it on and show it to me." The hoarse voice was extremely tempting.
Sang Wan: “…”
Her mind was blank at the moment, looking at the undisguised lust in his eyes...
Sang Wan felt that she was very useless.
Her brain stopped working for a few seconds, and Lu Tingzhou had already pulled her bathrobe to her waist.
Just as she gritted her teeth and prepared to put it on, the man's phone rang.
Lu Tingzhou didn't look at his phone and motioned for her to continue.
But the phone kept ringing.
He looked at his phone impatiently, and when he saw the name on the screen, his expression froze for a few seconds.
But he still answered the phone, his tone as calm as possible.
"What happened?"
A woman's soft sobbing could be heard on the phone. "Tingzhou, Kaikai has a fever. What should I do? I just arrived in Shenzhen and I'm not familiar with the city."
Sang Wan listened to the woman's anxious voice, and the heat in her heart instantly cooled down.
Before Lu Tingzhou could say anything, he heard the child's weak voice, "I want Uncle Lu, I miss Uncle Lu."
Without waiting for Lu Tingzhou to speak, Sang Wan had already put on her bathrobe again.
Although he knew he shouldn't leave at this time, Lu Tingzhou couldn't ignore the child.
"I'll take you to the hospital right away."
He hung up the phone, held Sang Wan in his arms, and kissed her on the forehead. "Kai Kai has a serious heart disease and is most afraid of fever."
Sang Wan pouted, her face red and helpless.
Although he was unhappy, he still said generously, "Go ahead, I understand."
Lu Tingzhou looked at her sensible appearance and felt guilty.
But after all, he is Sheng An's only child.
Lu Tingzhou packed up and went out. Sang Wan lay on the bed listening to the roar of car engines in the yard getting farther and farther away, and her heart began to feel a little blocked.
This mother and son are indeed pitiful and they do deserve help, but if they call Lu Tingzhou every time there is something wrong in the future, wouldn’t that just cause endless trouble?
Which woman would like her man to be called away by another woman at any time?
Still at this time.
Sang Wan sat wrapped in a bathrobe for a long time, feeling uncomfortable, especially with the scent of Lu Tingzhou on her body and even his fiery eyes in her mind.
I don’t know how long I sat there before I fell asleep in a daze.
At daybreak, I felt the ground around me collapse, and then someone hugged me from behind.
The man's slightly cool lips were pressed against her neck, and his hands were restless.
"You're back?"
There was something hazy in Sang Wan's voice, which was so soft and sweet that it made people feel restless.
"Um."
The man's low and hoarse voice was tinged with obvious lust.
"I'm sleepy, don't move."
Sang Wan regained consciousness, and the unhappiness in his heart before going to bed came up again.
She looked at the time. It was four in the morning, late at night, a man and a woman alone. She still felt uncomfortable when she thought about it.
She raised her hand to push the person who was leaning against her neck and said kindly, "It's almost dawn. Go back to your room and get some sleep. You still have to work tomorrow."
Lu Tingzhou remained unmoved, his thin lips still pressed against the skin of her neck.
Delicate and soft.
After kissing for a while, he whispered, "Kaikai's condition has worsened. I'm going to Beijing for a few days to arrange his surgery. Do you want to go with me?"
Sang Wan thought about it and shook her head, "I won't cause you any more trouble."
In fact, she didn't want to see Lu Tingzhou standing with the mother and son again.
The child obviously liked him very much, and anyone would think that they had a good father-son relationship.
The gentle woman next to him gives the impression of a good wife and mother.
It was such a heartwarming scene, why did she go there?
Lu Tingzhou sensed her absent-mindedness and thought she was sleepy, so he turned her over and held her in his arms.
"Baby, hold on, you can sleep again tomorrow."
Just as his warm lips were about to fall, Sang Wan raised her hand to stop him, "Mr. Lu, your health is more important. Aren't you going to Beijing tomorrow?"
Lu Tingzhou vaguely felt that she was emotional, so he held her hand and gave her a hot kiss directly on her palm, which also felt... wet and slippery.
Sang Wan's body suddenly tensed up, and she quickly pulled her hand away, scolding him, "Go back to your room and sleep."
She was unwilling, but Lu Tingzhou didn't force her. He held her and whispered, "Hold you while I sleep."
Sang Wan thought, how can I sleep if I hold him in my arms? How can I sleep?
When he was not back, Sang Wan had been sleeping restlessly. Now that she was being held by someone, wasn't he deliberately trying to make her lose sleep?
Just as she was about to push him away, Lu Tingzhou's deep voice rang out above her head, "I won't move. I'll just hold you and sleep."
The little fox has emotions, how could he not feel it.
Seeing that he really didn't move, Sang Wan's tense body gradually relaxed, and she took two deep breaths as if possessed by a ghost.
There didn't seem to be any other smell except his usual body wash and incense.
Thinking that Lu Tingzhou had a mild case of mysophobia, he didn't get angry with himself anymore.
Smelling the familiar scent on him, my eyelids gradually closed.
The next day, when Sang Wan got up, the man was no longer by her side.
Thinking about what he said about going to Beijing for a few days, I felt inexplicably lost.
When I went downstairs, I saw the maid Mrs. Wu standing on the balcony and talking on the phone.
"Don't worry, I will pay attention and there will be no mistakes."
Sang Wan didn't take it seriously, thinking she was calling family or friends, and prepared to go to the kitchen by herself.
Hearing the noise, Mrs. Wu hung up the phone in a hurry with a look of panic on her face.
Seeing that Sang Wan didn't pay attention to her, she immediately returned to her usual respectful attitude.
"Ms. Sang, breakfast is ready."
Sang Wan said "hmm" and walked towards the restaurant without thinking too much.
Soon, Mrs. Wu served breakfast of bird's nest porridge, crystal shrimp dumplings, and some refreshing side dishes.
But Sang Wan had no appetite. She drank her porridge in small sips and opened the chat box with Lu Tingzhou.
The latest message was sent before he boarded the plane.
【I'll give you a message when I arrive】
Judging from the time, he should have landed in Beijing a long time ago.
But the chat box remains at two hours ago.
The inexplicable sense of loss in Sang Wan's heart became even more intense.
Men, as expected, don't recognize you once they pull up their pants.
Bah, bah, bah, they haven't reached that point yet.
She shook her head, trying to get rid of the messy thoughts.
At this time, Bai Wei called.
"Wanwan, are you up?" Bai Wei's voice was as energetic as ever.
"Eating, Sister Wei, what's the matter?"
"Great news!" Bai Wei's tone was filled with excitement. "There's an S-rank live variety show called 'Bloom, Youth!' and they've invited you to be a special guest. It's an outdoor reality show that's very popular nationwide!"
Sang Wan frowned. She knew about "Bloom, Youth!"; it was indeed a hit.
"Sister Wei, the crew may ask me to go back at any time."
"It doesn't matter. The variety show will only be filmed for a week, and Xiao Yan should be able to come back by then. Besides, showing your face more often and maintaining your popularity will only benefit you, not harm." Bai Wei advised.
"Also, the production team revealed that this season's male guest is Zhuo Fan, and they're interested in pairing you two up."
Zhuo Fan?
A warm and energetic face flashed through Sang Wan's mind.
The two of them had a pleasant time filming together, but when Sang Wan thought of Lu Tingzhou's vague hostility towards Xiao Yan a few days ago, her scalp tingled.
No matter how good Zhuo Fan is, he cannot compare to the position Lu Tingzhou holds in his heart. If he gets jealous, he will have to coax him and finally take the bait.
"Sister Wei, let's forget it." Sang Wan rubbed her brows. "I promised my teacher to participate in this year's 'Dreamweaver Cup' fashion design competition. I haven't even finished the first draft yet. My energy is really limited."
Bai Wei was a little surprised. "That's the top fashion design competition in the country, very prestigious. Are you really planning to participate?"
"I'll do my best." Sang Wan smiled faintly, "I don't want to disappoint the teacher's expectations."
"Okay, since you've made up your mind, I'll help you decline. Good luck on your design, you talented girl."
"Thank you, Sister Wei."
Although Sang Wan has not been engaged in the fashion design industry in recent years, she has not given up. She often works part-time as a designer for some clothing brands under the name JC.
She has also accumulated some fame, and has more than 300,000 followers on Weibo. There is also a foreign account that always asks her to write articles.
She makes design drawings that are not signed with the company available to everyone for free, so she is very popular.
After hanging up the phone, Sang Wan no longer had any appetite.
She returned to her bedroom upstairs, spread out the paper, held the pencil, but could not put pen to paper.
In the past, once she started drawing, she would feel very calm.
On many sleepless nights, her paintbrush and the designs she drew kept her company.
But today, she was unhappy and had no inspiration.
My mind is a mess, I draw and erase, erase and draw again.
Sang Wan threw down the pen in annoyance, turned on the computer, and looked through the design drawings his mother had made before she passed away.
My mother used to be a fashion designer, but she has never published any works since she had her.
There are many of my mother’s previous design drawings saved in the computer, each one is full of inspiration and ingenuity.
Sang Wan looked at the pictures one by one, trying to draw inspiration from them.
When I saw a series of women's clothing with traditional Chinese style named "Jiangnan Misty Rain", my eyes suddenly lit up!
It is a series of modified cheongsams that retain the charm of cheongsams and incorporate modern fashion elements. Each piece is incredibly beautiful.
Sang Wan herself loves cheongsam very much. The gentle and elegant design with a subtle sexiness can always easily touch her heart.
She took a deep breath, and the depressed mood in her heart seemed to dissipate instantly.
That's it!
Start with cheongsam and incorporate your own understanding.
Sang Wan was immersed in this faint excitement when there was a gentle knock on the bedroom door.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Miss Sang," the servant Mrs. Wu's voice sounded outside the door, "someone is looking for you downstairs."
Sang Wan was a little confused. Su Mo and Bai Wei were busy with studio matters, and Qu You was busy preparing for his doctoral exams. Who would come?
She put down her paintbrush, got up and went downstairs.
In the living room, the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant.
An elderly man in his seventies, dressed in a dark Tang suit, sat upright on the main sofa with his back straight.
He was holding two shiny walnuts in his hands, with a serious expression and a majestic air.
Those slightly cloudy but still sharp eyes, with the murderous and decisive aura accumulated over the years, made people dare not look directly at them.
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