Chapter 173 Wan Shui
He is different from her.
There wasn't much surprise in his eyes, but more like he had finally made some kind of decision after traveling thousands of miles.
The atmosphere between the two was extremely tense. Liang Zhuoqian coughed lightly and stepped back, "...Then I'll take a taxi back."
"Lin Lang will pick you up later."
Liang Zhuoqian responded, but it was not known whether he heard it or not, and his figure quickly disappeared at the street corner.
Xu Jiqing lowered his head.
He looked at Su Xia, his eyes thick with emotion and his throat was dry. "Are you cold?"
Su Xia felt that she was so useless.
Shouldn't she be feeling aggrieved now? Shouldn't she be grabbing the front of his clothes and questioning him?
Where have you been for the past two years? Why did you appear only today?
Whether it was using someone else's phone or leaving a comment on WeChat Moments, why did he disappear so completely from her world?
After so long, she should have been able to detoxify herself from the most potent poisons in martial arts movies, but she still hasn't made any progress.
Just by being looked at by Xu Jiqing like this and coaxed in a low voice, the courage that he had built up over the years melted away.
She stared into Xu Jiqing's eyes and nodded subconsciously.
Xu Jiqing didn't say anything else. He immediately took off his coat, draped it over her shoulders, and took her back to the car to sit in the passenger seat.
Public transportation in the eastern United States is far less convenient than in China. In the early stages of his business, he had to run business and visit investors every few days. For convenience, he bought this used car shortly after arriving in Massachusetts.
Apart from him, usually only Chen Zhiheng and Lin Lang would take a ride occasionally.
No one in the team smokes, there is no smell in the car, the interior has been refurbished, and the car is washed frequently.
No matter what occasion you attend, you will never look shabby.
But the person sitting next to him now is the girl he thinks about day and night.
There was no light in the car, and the street lights outside the window were dimly lit by the maple trees, swaying gently in the wind.
On an autumn night when he had just secured $20 million in Series A funding, Su Xia sat in the passenger seat wrapped in his coat.
Everything seemed too good to be true, like a dream.
Xu Jiqing touched her cheek lightly with his fingertips, and it was still cold.
He whispered, "Give me three minutes."
Su Xia nodded.
No matter when, no matter where, Xu Jiqing will always come back faster than Xu Nuo.
She barely noticed the passage of time.
It seemed as if he had just left when the driver's door opened again. Xu Jiqing, still feeling cold, sat back in the car and handed over a cup of hot chocolate. "Be careful, it's hot. Warm your hands first."
Su Xia took it, held it but didn't drink it, her eyes still fixed on him.
Look at his face, then move downwards to his right hand which had passed the cup and then put it down, never to move again.
"What's wrong?" Xu Jiqing asked.
Her eyes were full of tears, and she whispered, "I want to touch your hand."
Xu Jiqing's Adam's apple moved, and he said "hmm". He obediently raised his hand and held it in the air in front of her.
He took off his coat and gave it to her. He was now only wearing a simple black turtleneck sweater. The cuffs revealed a bony wrist. The skin near the wrist bone was slightly cool, but the palm was very warm.
Were Xu Jiqing's hands so much bigger than hers before?
It doesn't seem to be noticeable from the photos, but it didn't seem to be so obvious when his ring finger and pinky finger were curled up and couldn't be straightened before.
Now she pressed her entire palm against him and realized that his fingers were one knuckle longer than hers.
It is slender and strong, and the scars have faded, making it almost impossible to remember what it used to look like.
Facing the little light coming through the windshield, Su Xia looked at him very carefully. Just like when she applied a dressing on his burn when they were seventeen, she gently pressed the area around his base with her fingertips. "Does it hurt?"
Xu Jiqing said, "It doesn't hurt."
Su Xia moved to the side of his little finger. The scar from the operation was now only a thin mark, which was almost invisible if you didn't look carefully.
She poked without much force, "Here?"
Xu Jiqing: "It doesn't hurt."
There were few pedestrians on the road and the car was as quiet as the sea.
Su Xia held his beautiful right hand, which he had obtained with great difficulty, and rubbed it here and there.
When she tried to insert her fingers into his fingers, she asked the same question, but Xu Jiqing just lowered his eyes and looked at her without answering immediately.
"Is this uncomfortable?"
Su Xia hurriedly stepped back, trying to pull her hand back.
Xu Jiqing still didn't say anything, but he exerted force with his little finger, pressing her hand that wanted to escape tightly into his palm, pressing it against the leather seat beside her shoulder, "No."
No discomfort.
I just want to kiss her.
If I hold back for another second, I'll be madly wanting to kiss her.
In almost an instant, the light in front of Su Xia's eyes was blocked by the man's broad shoulders, and the hot kiss pressed down.
In the narrow space inside the car, Xu Jiqing kissed her urgently and fiercely.
The slightly cool thin lips rubbed against her lower lip, sucking Su Xia's round lips until they turned red and hot, then he pushed open her unconsciously opened lips and teeth, curled up her soft tongue tip, and sucked it wetly into his mouth.
Su Xia's neck was held by his other hand, and the root of her tongue felt dull and numb.
The air became thinner as she was forced to swallow. Her knees and waist felt weak, and no matter how she adjusted her breathing, it was of no use. Gradually, she became addicted to this feeling of suffocation, and unconsciously reached out to hook Xu Jiqing's neck.
Is this the sign of growing up? Su Xia thought dizzily.
When she was in high school, she was almost kissed to death by Xu Jiqing and thought he was a pervert.
After going to college, he helped the evil and wanted to be kissed to death by Xu Jiqing.
She seems to have become a pervert too.
Su Xia wore light makeup today, with lip gloss smeared on her chin and cheeks. The minty scent made her look sweet against her red skin, like syrup poured on fruit.
Xu Jiqing stepped back a little, licked the shiny color clean, and kissed away the water marks on her lips bit by bit.
"Where is the Art Troupe Hotel?"
Su Xia hadn't recovered yet. The sound only entered her ears but not her brain. She raised her wet eyes.
Xu Jiqing rubbed her face with his index finger, sat back in the driver's seat, and straightened his upper body. "It's late today, I'll take you home first."
She looked at him with longing eyes, feeling a little aggrieved that she had been abandoned.
Xu Jiqing's heart was clenched, "You will see me again tomorrow morning."
There were some raindrops outside the window, and the night in a foreign land was wet and quiet.
Su Xia felt that all her courage in her life was used up in this sentence.
"I want to go back with you, Xu Jiqing."
"I don't want to see you until tomorrow morning."
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