Chapter 73 Complaint of Hand Soreness
Her heartbeat instantly rushed to her throat.
Then, a low and hoarse voice with a strong smile sounded close to her ear, and the warm breath made her ears numb.
"Wanbaoer, can't sleep?"
It’s Lu Tingzhou.
Sang Wan's tense body softened instantly and she leaned into his strong arms.
She raised her hand, trying to pull down his hand that was covering her mouth, but he grabbed her wrist.
Domineering and unreasonable.
"Mmmmm..." She protested vaguely, motioning for him to let go.
Not only did Lu Tingzhou not let her go, but he turned her around so that she faced him.
He still didn't loosen his hand around her waist, and raised his other hand, gently stroking her wet lips with his fingertips.
There was only a night light in the living room, and the light was dim.
The man at this time was wearing black pajamas with a loose collar.
Sang Wan pushed him away nervously.
Lu Tingzhou took a step back, his clear eyes fixed on her lips with a smile, "You can't drink cold water at night."
Sang Wan hesitated and said, "Why haven't you slept yet?"
As he spoke, the man had already handed her a glass of room temperature water.
Sang Wan could only put down the water in his hand that he was about to open, thinking that as he got older, he should take care of his health.
"Can't sleep?" Lu Tingzhou lowered his eyes and stared at her.
"No, I just drank some water and planned to go to bed."
The excessive silence in the air made her a little nervous, after all, she was in the home of her elders.
"I'll go upstairs first." Sang Wan put down the cup and left in a panic.
As she took a step, she suddenly felt suspended in the air. Thinking that this was Lu Tingzhou's grandmother's house, she quickly covered her mouth.
"Put me down." Sang Wan frowned and stared at the man who held her up, and said in a low voice.
"You're not wearing shoes, and I want to go up too, so let's go together."
Sang Wan kicked her legs, refusing to let him hold her. "Put me down quickly! Someone's seen us."
"Everyone's asleep." He chuckled, his voice bewitching, "Don't be so nervous."
This is his grandmother's house. What if the elders catch them cuddling in the living room late at night...
She's not that thick-skinned yet.
Lu Tingzhou didn't care. Instead, he pulled her closer to his arms, letting her almost hang on him.
He lowered his head and nuzzled her nose affectionately.
"I see it when I see it."
The man's tone was matter-of-fact, with a hint of paranoia that brooked no argument.
"Is the relationship between us shameful?"
He didn't like her cautious attitude.
He wanted to announce to the whole world that Sang Wan was his, Lu Tingzhou's, woman, and no one else could covet her and no one had the right to interfere.
Without waiting for Sang Wan's answer, a hot kiss, mixed with strong possessiveness, came down domineeringly.
He pried open her lips and teeth, conquering her without giving her a chance to breathe.
The kiss was deep and fierce.
Sang Wan felt dizzy from his kiss, and her hands subconsciously climbed onto his shoulders, enduring his violent passion.
The living room was so quiet that the only sounds could be heard were the intertwined breathing of the two and the ambiguous sound of their lips entangled.
Just as the two of them were kissing passionately——
“Squeak—”
The slight sound of a wooden door turning was particularly clear in the silent night.
Then, an old and tentative voice sounded.
"Tingzhou?"
It’s the old lady!
Sang Wan's whole body stiffened, as if he had been splashed with a basin of ice water, and he woke up instantly.
She pushed Lu Tingzhou away violently, her mind went blank, and her first reaction was to hide.
Without even having time to see what was around him, his body moved before his brain, and he ducked under the high bar.
She curled up in the small space, covering her mouth with her hands, not daring even to breathe.
Lu Tingzhou was pushed back half a step by her. Looking at her hiding in panic, a hint of helplessness and amusement flashed in his deep eyes.
He quickly straightened his slightly messy collar, turned around and looked towards the source of the sound.
"Grandma," his voice returned to its usual calmness, only slightly more hoarse than usual, "It's so late, why are you up without turning on the light?"
The old lady tiptoed out of the door of her room and saw that it was indeed her grandson in the living room, so she walked out.
As she walked, she stammered and made excuses: "I'm old and can't sleep, so I got up and walked around for a while. What are you doing here?"
Lu Tingzhou remained calm, walked to the water dispenser, and filled another half glass of water.
"I'm thirsty, get up and drink some water." He answered calmly.
He walked over and naturally held the old lady's arm. "It's getting late. I'll help you go back to your room and sleep. Don't stay up late. Take care of yourself."
The old lady was supported by him, but her sharp eyes were still darting around the living room, as if she was looking for something.
Lu Tingzhou looked at her subconscious movements and pursed his lips slightly.
After entering the bedroom, the old lady stuck her head out to look.
Seeing the people around him pursed their lips and said nothing, he knew in his heart that his grandson had seen through his little thoughts.
Unable to bear it any longer, he bit his back teeth and smiled in a low voice:
"Don't try that on me, little bastard!"
"I see you're just clinging to that little girl so tightly. Didn't you really sleep together at night?"
Lu Tingzhou paused while supporting her, and frowned slightly.
He turned his head and looked at his grandmother's mischievous expression that said "I know everything". He opened his thin lips slightly and his tone was a little aggrieved.
"She's thin-skinned and shy here with you."
"Aren't I still coaxing you?"
"You're so good! You come out here in the middle of the night to mess things up. Now, you're even more unwilling to sleep with me."
The old lady was choked by his words, then she reacted and raised her hand to pat his arm lightly.
"Bah! You're a load of crap!"
The old lady laughed and scolded, "You're still acting in front of me! Do you think I don't know your little tricks?"
"I know you're still making trouble."
The old lady choked.
"You're not a child anymore. If you really like her, marry her right away."
Lu Tingzhou nodded, "I will work hard, don't worry, maybe next year I'll be able to let you hold your great-grandson."
The old lady smiled and pushed the person away. "Alright, alright, I'll wait. I won't disturb you young people. Go to sleep."
It looked like he was being told to go back and make a villain.
After Lu Tingzhou closed the door and went out, he walked to the bar, picked the person up from under it, and carried him upstairs.
Sang Wan didn't dare to make any noise until she entered the room and cursed, "You beast in human clothing, can't you just endure it for one night?"
Lu Tingzhou found her cautiousness, not daring to curse loudly, even amusing, and chuckled, "It's getting late, go to bed."
Sang Wan crawled towards the bed as soon as she reached it. The person behind her grabbed her ankle and pulled her into his arms, whispering soothingly, "There's nothing prepared here. I won't do anything rash. Go to sleep."
The man who said he would not do anything messy took off his glasses and pressed the person under him.
…
The next morning, Sang Wan woke up and found that the person next to her was gone. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She got up to change her clothes and found that her hands were sore that she couldn't help but curse Lu Tingzhou as an old pervert.
As I was buttoning my clothes with trembling hands, the door was pushed open.
Sang Wan looked at the well-dressed, still indifferent and noble man and instantly became angry.
When he tormented her in bed, she was like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time.
After getting out of bed, he seemed so unattainable again.
"You woke up on your own, and you're still so grumpy?"
Sang Wan's moist peach blossom eyes suddenly widened. "Why am I so grumpy when I wake up? Doesn't Mr. Lu know?"
Her voice was soft and sticky, with a hoarseness like a hangover, and at this moment it sounded more like a coquettish scolding.
"I'm filming during the day, making money for you, the black-hearted capitalist."
"I'll come back in the evening and...I'll have to serve you."
She felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke. She raised her still slightly trembling hand and complained, "My hand is so sore that I can't even lift it up. I can't even button my shirt!"
Lu Tingzhou looked at her like a furious kitten, and a very satisfied smile appeared in his eyes.
"Yeah," he murmured, his Adam's apple rolling, "It's my fault."
The man walked towards her with long legs.
He still carried the cool breath of the early morning, mixed with the familiar cold fragrance, enveloping her entire body.
Sang Wan subconsciously wanted to retreat.
Lu Tingzhou had already stretched out his bony hand, and his fingertips gently pinched the button at the top of her skirt.
The warm fingertips inadvertently brushed across her sensitive collarbone.
Sang Wan's whole body stiffened and his breathing stopped for a moment.
He lowered his eyes, his long, thick eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes, and his expression was so focused as if he was treating a rare treasure.
He buttoned the button firmly into the buttonhole.
After doing all this, Lu Tingzhou did not leave.
Instead, he took her "accusing" hand and led her to sit on the bed.
"Let me rub it for you."
The deep voice was so beautiful that I couldn't resist it.
Sang Wan was pulled by him and sat down involuntarily.
The man half-knelt on one knee in front of her, grasped her slender wrist with his big hand, and kneaded it with just the right strength.
"My bad," he repeated, a hint of laughter in his voice, "Next time... I'll be more careful."
The warm kneading slowly spread across the wrist, dispelling the soreness.
Sang Wan's heart skipped a beat.
There will be a next time?
She pulled her hand back abruptly, two faint blushes on her cheeks. "You wish, there won't be a next time."
Lu Tingzhou was not annoyed, he just raised his eyes and looked at her quietly, with a beautiful curve at the corner of his lips.
That look seemed to say: This is not up to you.
Sang Wan felt guilty when he looked at her. She turned her head away and said stubbornly, "You... don't push your luck."
"Okay," Lu Tingzhou nodded obediently, stood up, and resumed his reserved and self-possessed demeanor. "Go downstairs and have breakfast. I'll take you back to the film and television city this afternoon."
***
The atmosphere at the breakfast table was warm and harmonious.
The old lady sat in the main seat, smiling as she kept picking up food for Sang Wan. She looked at her eldest grandson, then at Sang Wan, and became more and more satisfied.
A perfect match of talented man and beautiful woman.
Lu Tingzhou's uncle Zhou Ming is an elegant middle-aged man.
He drank a mouthful of porridge, as if he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Lu Tingzhou.
"Tingzhou, your house in Ziyuan has been empty for so many years, and it's been a hassle to keep it looked after. A friend of yours is looking at houses there recently. Would you consider buying it?"
As soon as the words fell.
Sang Wan clearly felt that the aura of the man next to her changed instantly.
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