Chapter 175 Under the Knees
The advantage of the executive suite is that they are the only two guests in the huge half of the top floor.
Even if Su Xia held the room card in her hand and shook it several times before swiping it, it would not be seen by strangers passing by.
With a click, the door closed behind them.
The whole room was still dark, and the retro corridor lights that turned on automatically were dim. Su Xia stopped and looked back, only seeing Xu Jiqing's eyes.
Thin eyelids, with a hint of dark gold between the drooping eyelashes, calm and cold, are his pupils.
The hand that had been held loosened, and he took over the coat and bag without me noticing, leaving only the slightly cool air in his arms.
What is the situation now?
A single man and a single woman, staying in the same room.
You've calmed down now, so...don't continue kissing?
The feeling of loss in her heart was just beginning to sprout, and Xu Jiqing naturally knelt down on one knee and took the slippers beside her, "Lift your feet."
He was wearing neat suit pants today. When he did this movement, the fabric on the front of his thigh was stretched tight, and his Achilles tendon near his ankle was slender, giving him an elite and handsome look.
A change in temperament is a subtle thing.
It was very fresh, familiar and strange, which made Su Xia a little dazed. His already high heart rate continued to increase, and his breathing became a little disordered.
I didn't even notice how she changed her feet. The shoes she took off were already placed neatly at the door.
There seems to be such a saying.
If a person has suffered in childhood, whether it is frostbite from cold weather or calluses from doing physical work, the scars will remain on the body for a long time even if the person has a good life when he grows up.
Xu Jiqing's body seemed to have long been accustomed to fighting for something, to snatch something from the hands of fate. The new cells were no longer tender, but from the first moment of birth, they had the ability to withstand wind and frost.
Even though he looks much more stable now, the rough touch of his palms remains unchanged.
It was a little prickly. When he grabbed her ankle, Su Xia's throat felt hot and her whole body trembled unconsciously.
She was trembling noticeably.
Xu Jiqing seemed unaware. He changed her shoes without letting go. He tested the temperature of the back of her calf, which was icy cold. "How long did Liang Zhuoqian let you stand in the cold wind?"
"Ten minutes?"
Su Xia was suddenly pulled back to her thoughts and was stuck for a while. "...It's none of his business. He just wanted to take a taxi with me out of kindness."
There are only a few Ivy League schools, so she was not surprised to meet Liang Zhuoqian in Boston.
But who could have imagined that the wealthy young man from Hong Kong would now start a business with Xu Jiqing and even call him boss.
The room they booked tonight was similar to the one she and Su Xiaojuan had stayed in when traveling abroad. Considering the location and decoration, it would cost at least $5,000.
How much money does Xu Jiqing make now?
Su Xia asked him quietly, "Is it expensive to live here?"
"fine."
Xu Jiqing said, "You can earn it back."
There were too many things popping up in her mind, and she wanted to sit down on the sofa and have a good chat, but Xu Jiqing still maintained that half-kneeling position and showed no intention of getting up.
Is the right hand that I worked so hard to heal just for grabbing a girl's ankle?
Su Xia felt her face was about to burn, and called him, "Xu Jiqing."
The young man nodded, but used some force in his hands, tilted his face slightly, and moved closer to her legs.
“…You get up first.”
"A man's knees are made of gold." She kicked his knee lightly in her furry slippers. "If you keep doing this, I won't be able to talk to you properly."
"Give me a little more time."
Su Xia didn't understand, "Huh?"
Xu Jiqing didn't move.
His eyelashes drooped slightly, and his heavy breath occasionally brushed against her knees through the thin dress.
"I may not be able to talk to you properly right now," he said in a deep voice, as if he was trying hard to endure something.
Before they checked in, the housekeeper came to make the beds for the night. The air was filled with the unique sweet fragrance of red roses. Su Xia was dizzy and swallowed hard.
She wanted to say something, but Xu Jiqing's hand suddenly moved.
The tip of his finger pressed against her ankle, and suddenly, without any strength, it scratched her ankle, like a cat's tongue licking her, causing her lower body to lose strength, and she fell awkwardly onto the velvet bench beside her.
She subconsciously leaned back against the wall, but before she could sit firmly, Xu Jiqing leaned over.
The air was thin, and it smelled of the disinfectant on his clothes, cold and clean, with a hint of mint from lip gloss.
It must have been rubbed from her lips, it tastes cool and sweet.
In just a second, he put his hand through her knees and clenched it tightly, and with the other hand, he supported her behind her back. He stood up and walked towards the sofa in the living room.
Xu Jiqing had no intention of letting her leave. He held her and sat down first. Su Xia tried to push herself aside in a panic, but his big hand on the back of her waist pushed her back to sit on his legs, unable to move.
What an embarrassing posture.
She took off her long coat at the door, leaving her only in the skirt she was going to wear for today's performance.
The silk material was so slippery and thin that it couldn't block anything. The hot skin seemed to be sticking to Xu Jiqing's suit pants.
It was very cold and hard, and below it was Xu Jiqing's strong thigh.
It seemed like there was something else, she didn't dare to sit down, nor did she look down anymore.
The main light in the living room was not on, and the candlestick on the small table was flickering with a dim flame.
"W-What else do you want to do?"
"Kiss you."
More than just kissing her.
After not seeing each other for so many years, there are so many things he wants to do that any one of them would scare her away.
This is the only sentence that can be considered decent.
Xu Jiqing lowered his eyes and kissed her.
This was a completely different kiss from the one in the car. It wasn't as urgent, but it was indescribably passionate.
Or maybe he is just a bit of a jerk.
The temperature of the skin and lips is lower than that of ordinary people, but the tongue is red and hot, and is so flexible that it feels like an animal.
His lips first landed on one of her shoulders. After finding that she just trembled and had no intention of resisting, he tentatively buried his lips in her damp hair and moved them to her neck.
The off-the-shoulder dress seemed made for rubbing shoulders.
She was not wearing a necklace, and her neck was wet from being rubbed by him. The snow-white skin on her chest turned red, like a prey tightly wrapped by a snake, rising and falling non-stop, and then shrinking limply into his arms.
"Look up." Xu Jiqing said.
Her waist was a little weak, and just when she raised her face a little, her chin was pinched by the other person's hand. The hot tip of the tongue pressed against her lower lip, which was moist and stuffy, and he sucked and licked it back and forth.
Xu Jiqing didn't change his habit of kissing without closing his eyes. His pupils were narrow and he looked at her straight with open obsession.
He whispered, "Stick out your tongue."
Whatever you say is what it is.
Why should she be so obedient?
Is it true that as long as Xu Jiqing's face appears in front of her, she will agree to any excessive request?
Su Xia thought about it for several times with great determination.
In the end, between turning her face away and standing up, she chose to open her lips tremblingly, and let the tip of her tongue poke out from between her teeth. She closed her eyes because she was too embarrassed.
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