Chapter 36 Kiss Me Again
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Is the other party still there?
The property management has staff on night shift, so they respond to messages very quickly.
【Yes. 】
There was also a screenshot from a surveillance camera.
Jiang Siyu could recognize that the person was Bo Siye without even needing to zoom in.
The hallway surveillance footage was very clear, so even without zooming in on the photos, Jiang Siyu could clearly see the outline of Bo Siye's facial features.
Perhaps because he was sleepy, his drooping eyes gave off a listless feeling.
He's still handsome...
Unlike his unruly and rebellious days as Mu Qingye, he is also different from his current calm and restrained demeanor as the president of Fanyu and the heir to the Bo family.
It was a feeling of loneliness and desolation.
It's heartbreaking to see.
Jiang Siyu sent a message to the property management: "[It's my friend, thank you for your help.]"
"It's alright, Miss Jiang, I'm just glad you're alright."
After receiving Jiang Siyu's reply, the property management stopped paying attention to the situation on that floor.
Inside the room.
Jiang Siyu walked out barefoot.
As her hand landed on the doorknob, she was still thinking, what is there to feel sorry for about Bo Siye?
He chose to stand guard at the door himself; what does it have to do with me?
Even if he freezes to death or dies of illness, it's his own fault.
Even with these thoughts swirling in his mind, his hand still gripped the doorknob tightly.
With a click, the sound of the door lock opening was crystal clear in the quiet night.
Bo Siye's lowered eyes snapped open instantly, sharp and dangerous.
After realizing that the sound was coming from beside him, he sat up and left the wall he had been leaning against for hours, his gaze falling directly on Jiang Siyu, who was standing by the door with her hand still on the doorknob.
She must have washed her hair before going to bed.
Her hair was fluffy and soft, falling loosely behind her.
The hair on the top of her head was a little messy from being pressed down, but it still fulfilled her wish for a high crown.
Jiang Siyu usually sleeps very well, but with her hair all messed up, it's clear she didn't sleep well.
When she doesn't sleep well, her negative emotions are amplified.
Bo Siye's nerves tensed instantly, "I,"
He paused for a moment, unsure of what to say.
He can stand here without disturbing her.
"Come in."
Jiang Siyu released her grip and took a few steps back, giving Bo Siye room to enter the room.
Bo Siye then noticed that Jiang Siyu had come out barefoot.
Why aren't you wearing shoes?
He strode into the house and reached out to pick Jiang Siyu up.
However, the man's powerful arm was stopped.
Bo Siye raised his eyes.
"Your cold isn't better yet," he explained as he hugged Jiang Siyu.
"Hmm." Jiang Siyu responded coldly, walked past Bo Siye, and closed the door.
He frowned as he watched her movements, his gaze lingering on her cold, pale feet on the floor.
However, before he could make another move, Jiang Siyu suddenly looked at him.
Her eyes were fierce.
Bo Siye swallowed hard, then began to reflect in his mind whether his act of guarding her door was truly unforgivable.
Unfortunately, before he could think it through, Jiang Siyu suddenly said:
"Mu Qingye, my feet are a little cold."
"Hmm?" he said. "I'll carry you back to your room."
"No need, I have a better way."
Jiang Siyu continued to stare at him, then lifted her foot and walked step by step to Bo Siye.
The distance between the two grew closer and closer, but Jiang Siyu did not stop.
Until her foot landed on Bo Siye's foot.
Bo Siye wore thin-soled leather shoes, the black uppers of which were not much warmer than the floor.
But as she stepped on it with her other foot, the increased weight forced their skin closer together, creating a warm sensation.
There was no longer any distance between the two.
Jiang Siyu's arms, visible outside her slip dress, were draped around Bo Siye's neck, using the support to steady her feet.
I realized that this movement wasn't comfortable, and my lower back was a bit tired.
"Support my waist," she commanded impatiently.
Bo Siye almost instinctively placed his hand on her lower back.
So delicate...
It's as fine as it was two years ago, no, even finer.
His one hand could cover her entire waist.
Her nightgown was very thin, so when his hand landed on her waist, he felt an extremely soft touch.
Two years later, this touch was still familiar to Bo Siye to the core.
His eyelashes drooped as he looked at the woman whose breath was falling on his neck.
He didn't know what she wanted to do, so he could only obediently follow her instructions.
Then, the next second, Jiang Siyu's breath drew near again.
Bo Siye's hand, which was supporting Jiang Siyu's waist, tightened involuntarily.
A warm, wet sensation came from my neck.
Then came a slight stinging sensation.
Jiang Siyu was biting the flesh above his collarbone, not with much force, but it was incredibly irritating.
“Bo Siye…” Jiang Siyu’s breathing remained steady. She released the flesh around Bo Siye’s neck, raised her eyes, and tiptoed in one smooth motion.
Then, with a clear purpose, he bit down on Bo Siye's lower lip.
To linger and linger.
She just called his name, not as a question, but as a reminder.
She was about to kiss him, so he had to lower his head.
Bo Siye's reason crumbled under her kiss.
The scent on his lips was familiar, the scent he had longed for day and night for two years.
Without Jiang Siyu giving any further orders, he placed his other hand on Jiang Siyu's waist, then grabbed her waist and lifted her up, easily placing her in the hollowed-out area in the middle of the entryway cabinet.
One hand remained on her waist so that her forward leaning motion wouldn't be too strenuous.
“Ayu…” Bo Siye held Jiang Siyu’s cold feet tightly in his palm with his other hand, trying to warm her with the warmth of his palm.
His eyes, damp with mist, gazed greedily and stickily at the panting Jiang Siyu, then leaned in again.
Kiss me again.
“Ayu”.
His lips pressed against Jiang Siyu's lips.
But it doesn't go deep.
Like a seductive enchantress, it digs a trap, waiting for its coveted prey to fall into it.
"Stop touching me." Jiang Siyu was a little annoyed by his actions; it was her turn to take control.
She thought to herself.
Then, as Bo Siye sucked on her lips again, she pinched his chin, not giving him any chance to escape.
I took a shallow bite.
"Hmm."
Unbearable cries of pain escaped from Bo Siye's lips, but Jiang Siyu did not stop.
Until a faint smell of rust spread.
Jiang Siyu turned her head away, her gaze shifting downwards to Bo Siye's lower lip, from which beads of blood were seeping.
So sexy.
A destructive urge raged within her, and Jiang Siyu's eyes grew increasingly dark.
"Ayu, it doesn't hurt," he coaxed in a hoarse voice. When Jiang Siyu remained unmoved, he moved closer to her.
Jiang Siyu turned her head to avoid it.
His hand, which was gripping her waist, moved up and finally landed on the back of Jiang Siyu's head.
Jiang Siyu seemed unaware of the hand behind her head, her clear black and white eyes staring intently at Bo Siye.
There was a smile in her eyes, but it was a smile that chilled you to the bone.
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