Chapter 33 A party for 'young people'...
The tea room wasn't large, at least compared to the other functional areas. It only had a retro-style integrated cabinet, a small bar, a small sofa, and a coffee table, for short breaks and tea. Wen Lingshuang was pressed against the door by Jiang An, and a barrage of hot kisses rained down on her, leaving her unable to resist and at a loss.
She whimpered twice, all her words swallowed back down her throat.
Her lips and tongue were pried open and intertwined, her fragrance was taken away inch by inch, and even her hand pressed against his chest was tightly held. She couldn't withstand his intense onslaught, and her body quickly went limp, collapsing softly into his arms. Perhaps sensing her change, Jiang An's movements became gentler.
Their breaths mingled as Jiang An kissed her and gazed at her.
A faint blush rose on the woman's snow-white face in his arms. Her hands gripped his shirt weakly, and strands of her dark hair fell across her cheeks—a side never seen by outsiders, a side only he possessed. In that instant, desire and pleasure were overwhelmed by reason. He gradually pulled himself back to reality, gently kissing her red lips, then lifted her limp body onto the sofa and said, "Did you find someone to chat with because you were bored?"
Wen Lingshuang was unable to answer Jiang An's question.
The lingering feeling from just now still lingered in my mind.
Before Jiang An, she had never had any intimate contact with any man. Men who tried to hug her or hold her hand were always verbally refused. What right did they have to touch her? What right did they have to hold her hand? But now, with Jiang An, they had not only hugged, held hands, and kissed, but even…
Their progress was so rapid that their intense kiss was like an atomic bomb, crashing onto the vast, empty land and creating a huge crater in the calm earth.
My chest heaved up and down, and it took me several minutes of heavy breathing to regain my senses.
She tilted her head slightly and saw Jiang An squatting beside her, quietly watching her, his deep, dark eyes filled with her reflection.
She was shy, her face was flushed, and she was charming.
Angrily, she raised her hand, clenched her fist, and slammed it down on his shoulder, but it landed lightly. "Jiang An, are you crazy?!"
Jiang An did not deny it.
"It bit me again." Wen Lingshuang touched her red lips. "It even drew blood!"
He gently stroked her slightly red lips and said, "You can bite back if you want."
"I'm not as domineering as you," she glared at him, her tone fierce. "Why did you suddenly kiss me! And then you tricked me into closing the door!"
"If you don't want to close the door, then don't close it next time, and let them all see."
"Then why were you kissing me so fiercely!"
"I'm jealous."
"..." Wen Lingshuang still had a lot to say, but after Jiang An said those words, all her words were swallowed back.
She stared at him, his handsome face calm and gentle, yet his eyes were sincere and passionate.
He was jealous.
The three words echoed in Wen Lingshuang's mind, her chest heaving slightly, and her voice gradually softened, "Why are you jealous? Fang Pei is my friend, we don't have that kind of relationship."
“But you’ve been dating longer than me, and he’s known you longer than me. He knows you better and understands you better than I do.”
Wen Lingshuang blinked twice and said, "Mr. Jiang."
She suddenly called out to him seriously, "The idea that time determines the longevity of a relationship is a fallacy. If that's the case, Chen Xuanhe and I have known each other for quite a while now, so why aren't you jealous of him?"
It's not that I haven't eaten it before.
It's just a matter of acidity.
Jiang An didn't intend to tell her, but simply nodded slightly, "What you said makes sense."
"Then apologize to me right now if you're right!" She proudly raised her chin and crossed her arms. "You left me at home all day, I was so bored, and when a friend finally came over to chat with me, you got jealous and... you even bit me, you bit my lip until it bled! We're not even married yet and you're already this arrogant, what will you be like after we're married..."
“They’ll only become more outrageous after marriage,” Jiang An continued, picking up where she left off. “It won’t be any better than it is now.”
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
She turned to look at him, understanding what he meant by 'arrogance'.
The slightly bulging veins on the back of her hands, the powerful muscles beneath her suit and tie, even the striking difference in her physique... everything about her spoke of the 'arrogance' of her power...
It'll be torn to shreds, won't it?
Or, will I get killed?
Wen Lingshuang's heart trembled, and she said, "You can't...you can't do it without my permission..."
So big.
She estimated that she would need to prepare herself mentally for a long time.
Jiang An grasped her wrist. "I know."
"I won't do that kind of thing without your consent."
Hearing this, Wen Lingshuang felt a little relieved. This way, she would have enough time to adapt, and at least she wouldn't do something as absurd as being sent to the hospital on her wedding night.
She breathed a sigh of relief, naturally wrapped her arms around his neck, and said proudly, "Alright then, I'll reluctantly forgive you. Now carry me out, I want to eat!"
Jiang An chuckled softly.
Who exactly said Wen Lingshuang is hard to coax?
She's incredibly easy to please.
He scooped her up in his arms and carried her out of the tea room. The servants outside were all busy at their posts, no one dared to look up at them, and no one dared to gossip.
After carrying her to the restaurant, I placed her on a seat and asked, "Did you eat when you woke up?"
"have eaten."
How does it taste?
Wen Lingshuang pouted, "My family's chef is still the best."
Jiang An pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll have someone replace it with a different batch later."
"It's alright, no need." Wen Lingshuang poured a cup of warm tea from the table and pushed it in front of him, smiling as she said, "Try this tea."
The tea was brewed with new tea leaves from the estate, and you could smell its delicate aroma even before you got close.
Jiang An picked up the cup she handed him, took a sip, and said, "This tea cake should be aged for a few more years to remove its astringency before it tastes good."
Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "You know what? I love the slightly astringent taste of new tea. This morning I found this new tea cake in your tea room and immediately had someone brew it for me. It's really delicious."
That's quite unusual.
This was the second time Jiang An had seen someone enjoy the astringent taste of new tea.
He looked at her and said, "I used to have a close friend who liked the astringent taste of new tea."
Wen Lingshuang blinked. "Xu Mi?"
In fact, Jiang An didn't think Xu Mi was the person he knew. The age didn't match, and the person in his memory was proud and cheerful, as if no amount of hardship would frighten her. But Xu Mi had been tormented by illness for too long, and had long since become an inconspicuous stone, a stone that no one would even glance at if they passed by.
The reason he was willing to tell her his address in Beijing was because he still held onto a sliver of hope.
What if it's her?
What if that once proud and cheerful girl is now just an inconspicuous stone?
"I guess so." Jiang An put down his cup and said, "When we were little, we played together in the tea garden. Once I broke the owner's celadon. I didn't know how much it cost at the time, I just knew it was very, very expensive. My uncle slapped me and told me to get as far away as possible. When I went back to pack my bags, she told my uncle that she was the one who broke the celadon and made him apologize to me."
Recalling the past, Jiang An chuckled, "The way she criticized people really reminded me of you."
Equally proud.
They were just as arrogant.
It's the same as being impossible to dislike.
As Wen Lingshuang listened to his calm recounting of the past, she wasn't angry that he got along well with Xu Mi. Instead, she sensed a hint of bitterness in his words, like the taste of new tea, so astringent it was hard to swallow. She knew Jiang An's childhood and past must have been difficult, but she hadn't expected it to be this bad.
From childhood to adulthood, I've never hit her, let alone scolded her.
Jiang An, however, truly received that heavy slap.
How painful is it when an adult slaps you?
Wen Lingshuang looked at Jiang An and said softly, "If I had been by your side when we were little, I would definitely have yelled back. What's so special about breaking a porcelain vase? If it were me, I would have smashed a whole wall of vases for him to see, and let him hit someone."
Jiang An smiled and said, "It's all in the past."
"Have you and Xu Mi done anything else?"
Jiang An thought about it carefully, "Too many."
Wen Lingshuang said with dissatisfaction, "You just said that I and Fang Pei are the same, and you and Xu Mi are the same too."
"So we're even now?"
"No way!" Wen Lingshuang pointed to her red lips. "How can this be even? They've been bitten like this."
"You can bite me too, I don't mind."
"I'm not as shameless as you..." Wen Lingshuang turned her face away, "Anyway, you owe me one."
Jiang An looked at her fair profile, finished his tea, got up and walked to the cabinet next to him. After rummaging around in the cabinet for a while, he found a bottle of white ointment, returned to the dining table, and pulled Wen Lingshuang onto his lap. She gasped softly and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I'll apply the medicine for you." Jiang An opened the ointment, squeezed out a little bit of the milky white ointment onto his fingertip, and then gently covered it onto her red lips.
Soft red lips felt the heat of rough fingertips.
The light of the setting sun streamed in through the glass window beside him. Jiang An held the person in his arms as if he were holding a precious treasure, with such care and tenderness.
Wen Lingshuang placed one hand on his shoulder, looked at his face, and said, "Take me to visit the place where you lived when you were a child sometime."
Jiang An gently lifted her buttocks with his hand. "They're dirty, not suitable for you."
A large hand could almost support her entire hip.
Recalling what Tan Zhu had said, her face flushed, "Are you going to bring it or not?"
Jiang An said helplessly, "Take it."
After applying the medicine, he clicked his tongue softly, "I shouldn't have applied medicine. How am I supposed to eat after this?"
After saying that, he pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll feed you."
Jiang An personally fed him that meal.
He fed her bite by bite with more patience than anything else.
He didn't put down his chopsticks until Wen Lingshuang had finished eating, and then carried her upstairs.
Wen Lingshuang nestled against his neck and said, "Oh, right, I'm going out with Fang Pei tomorrow, he'll pick me up."
Jiang An stopped and looked at her.
“Not only Fang Pei, but also other friends.”
Jiang An thought for a moment, "A lot?"
"Ten or so isn't a lot."
Where should we go for fun?
"It's not decided yet, it might just be a party at a friend's house."
“Then count me in.” Jiang An continued walking forward. “I also want to see what your ‘young people’ parties are like.”
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
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