Chapter 65 "Help me untie this."...
The sudden feeling of weightlessness when she was lifted up made Jiang Nuanyu's heart skip a beat, leaving her suspended in mid-air. Any lingering sleepiness was completely dispelled by the shock.
She instinctively tightened her arms, wrapping them tightly around Liang Qi's neck. After her initial gasp, she called out to him in a trembling voice, "Liang Qi—"
Liang Qi carried her towards the door, raising his hand to touch her neck, glancing at her with a slight smile: "Were you scared?"
Jiang Nuanyu's heart pounded in her chest. Her chest was almost pressed against Liang Qi's chin, but she was afraid that she would really fall, so she had to press even closer to him.
She gripped his shoulders, not mentioning that she was frightened by him, and with a furrowed brow, asked him softly in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Liang Qi didn't answer her first. He carried her to the door of the guest bathroom, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and glanced at the end of the corridor.
Jiang Nuanyu also looked over. The long corridor was bare and undecorated. Moreover, the room she was sleeping in had a hidden door. If she hadn't accidentally touched it, she wouldn't have been able to find the entrance at all.
Jiang Nuanyu immediately understood that Liang Qi was implying that she was deliberately not sleeping in the master bedroom, but she lowered her eyes and pretended not to know, playing dumb with him.
"By the way?" Liang Qi raised an eyebrow.
Jiang Nuanyu: "..."
She had come to a realization: going head-to-head with Liang Qi, no matter how big or small the matter, would never bring her any advantage, and might even backfire. Not only could she not gain any advantage over him, but he was also incredibly vengeful and could easily turn around and sabotage her at any moment.
So she stopped arguing back, looked up at him with a pitiful expression, and begged him to let her go.
Sure enough, when Liang Qi saw her like this, he pursed his lips, relaxed his gaze, and stopped exposing her.
Jiang Nuanyu thought Liang Qi was going to carry her to the master bedroom to sleep, and she was having an internal struggle. Unexpectedly, Liang Qi went directly to the entrance hall, walked around a few of her luggage, opened the door, and stood outside.
Jiang Nuanyu looked around in confusion, finding Liang Qi's behavior inexplicable.
He had deliberately embarrassed her, and although she had backed down, she was still somewhat resentful. She boldly retorted, "So you're going to kick me out just because I slept in your guest room?"
Liang Qi paused, but his expression remained normal as he looked at her: "What if I said yes?"
Jiang Nuanyu: "..."
Liang Qi said, "Since you treat yourself like an outsider, I'll leave you outside, as you please. What do you say?"
Jiang Nuanyu pouted and said, "Well, since Mr. Liang is so considerate and kind, shouldn't you let me change my clothes first before sending him away?"
Her sharp tongue and defiant retort amused Liang Qi. He chuckled softly, glanced at her for a second or two, then his gaze fell on her clothes, and the smile slowly faded. He looked away at the door lock, ignoring her words.
Jiang Nuanyu was puzzled, and when she glanced down at herself, her heart jumped.
That morning, she had completely forgotten that her tank top was form-fitting. The soft, pure cotton fabric clung tightly to her figure, clearly showing the contours and shape of her breasts. Because she was wrapped around Liang Qi's neck, one side of her breasts was even squeezed into a full curve by her arm.
Before taking a shower yesterday, she didn't know Liang Qi would be back today, so she just grabbed a set of pajamas without considering whether it would be convenient for her to see people.
Jiang Nuanyu felt her face was steaming, and every inch of her exposed skin felt like it was burning.
She leaned her weight closer to Liang Qi, quietly withdrew one hand, and brushed her hair on both sides to her chest, trying to cover herself.
Liang Qi seemed oblivious to her series of small movements, looking down at the door lock and fiddling with it.
Neither of them spoke again. In the quiet elevator lobby, the only sound was the occasional "beep" of the door lock.
Jiang Nuanyu glanced casually at the door lock, not paying attention to what was written on it, and turned her gaze back to Liang Qi's face. While he was busy with other things, she focused on looking at him.
His eyes were half-closed, obscuring part of his gaze, making the look in them appear much gentler. But compared to his soft gaze at that moment, the lines of his profile remained as sharp as ever.
Liang Qi has a very straight nose with a slight protrusion at the top, which adds a touch of rugged maturity to his appearance.
Jiang Nuanyu liked his bones. She liked looking at them, and she longed to touch them. But she restrained herself and didn't dare to touch them directly.
Liang Qi was operating the door lock with one hand while holding her with the other, leaning his upper body slightly backward to support her weight.
Jiang Nuanyu leaned against his chest, her body rising and falling gently with his breathing.
Although she was thin, she still had the weight of an adult woman, and she felt quite embarrassed having Liang Qi carry her like that for so long.
She gently kicked her leg and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Put me down."
After she finished speaking, a second later, Liang Qi's gaze shifted to her front, past the half of her thigh outside her pajama pants, to her smooth knees, and finally to her bare feet.
He turned his head and looked up at her: "Are you sure?"
Jiang Nuanyu nodded quite seriously: "Mm."
Liang Qi glanced at her, smiled dismissively, and turned back to look at the screen.
Jiang Nuanyu blinked – What was he laughing at?
Although not obvious, it still seemed like a mockery.
Jiang Nuanyu didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing his calm and composed demeanor, she decided to go against him.
She braced herself on his shoulders, stretched out her legs, turned halfway around to face him, and slid down his body on her own.
As soon as she moved, Liang Qi stopped what he was doing, reached out and protected her back to prevent her from suddenly leaning backward.
Her body pressed against his as she moved downwards, her soft, warm body continuously rubbing against his abdomen.
Liang Qi's jaw suddenly tightened. He glanced down at the person in front of him, looked up at the window, pursed his lips, and slowly exhaled.
Jiang Nuanyu continued walking downhill, her foot hovering a few centimeters above the ground for a few seconds before finally stepping onto Liang Qi's instep.
The moment she stepped on him, she worried that she might hurt him, so she was half-hanging on him, frozen there, unable to move forward or backward.
At the same time, what made her even more stiff was that she noticed something hard pressing against her lower abdomen, and it seemed to be warm.
"Have you had enough fun?" Liang Qi suddenly asked from above.
"..." Jiang Nuanyu closed her eyes and whispered, "The ground outside is dirty."
"Hmm." Liang Qi first went along with her, then said, "Now you know it's dirty?"
"I..." Jiang Nuanyu had just started to speak when Liang Qi bent down and caught her firmly in his arms again. When he straightened up, he even bounced her up a little.
"Mmm." Jiang Nuanyu let out a short, light breath as he jostled her, and obediently put her hands on his shoulders. This time, she really didn't dare to ask him to put her down.
Anyway, it seems he doesn't mind her weight.
Liang Qi's gaze was fixed on the screen as he entered the password. Suddenly, he said, "A bit sturdier, huh?"
Jiang Nuanyu sensed a hint of satisfaction and pleasure in his tone.
Because of surgery, she lost a lot of weight and became so thin that she was unrecognizable. In the month and a half since she was discharged from the hospital, she has indeed gained more than ten kilograms, about the same amount as before she went to Paris.
Liang Qi didn't mean anything by saying that, but Jiang Nuanyu understood that he was concerned about her health.
She was touched, but also a little shy. After all, it was a very private and intimate thing for Liang Qi to say about her weight.
She had just woken up and was still a little lightheaded, but her mouth spoke before her brain could process it, and she mumbled a complaint to him: "You're a weighing scale."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Jiang Nuanyu realized she had been presumptuous and quickly composed herself. Besides, Liang Qi was showing concern for her.
Liang Qi ignored her at first, but after his gaze swept over her, Jiang Nuanyu quickly took the initiative to try to make amends, giving him a flattering smile: "It's all thanks to you treating people to meals in Paris from time to time."
She pursed her lips and chuckled, "Fine."
Her will to survive was already at its peak, so Liang Qi naturally couldn't say anything harsh to her; he just looked at her.
Jiang Nuanyu was supported by one hand, and was even half a head taller than him.
Liang Qi tilted his head and looked up at her. His eyelids were relaxed, but his gaze shone brightly into her eyes, as if he could see through all her little thoughts.
Just as Jiang Nuanyu was getting hot from his gaze, the door lock suddenly emitted a mechanical beep.
Liang Qi looked away and gestured with his chin towards the door lock: "Fingers."
Jiang Nuanyu looked at the screen, which displayed a semi-transparent fingerprint pattern with the following text below: Please register a new fingerprint.
Jiang Nuanyu was taken aback. So all this time, they were just trying to take her fingerprints...
She stared at the door lock, hesitant to move. Liang Qi raised his arm, shook her gently, and urged her softly, "What are you thinking about?"
Jiang Nuanyu raised her head, her eyes timidly tugging at him, unable to speak.
Liang Qi smiled and said, "You don't want to?"
"No." Jiang Nuanyu shook her head and said, "Can I...?"
Liang Qi stroked her chin with his finger and said, "What else? I was just teasing you."
He spoke casually, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, but Jiang Nuanyu's nose suddenly stung with tears.
She called his name softly: "Liang Qi..."
Liang Qi looked at her, closed his eyes briefly, and said, "Mmm."
She pursed her lips, her brows gradually furrowing. Liang Qi ran his fingers along her eyebrows, cupped her face, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"I don't know," she replied truthfully.
Liang Qi then asked, "What do you want to hear me say?"
Jiang Nuanyu was silent for two seconds, then lowered her eyes and said, "I don't know."
Compared to the previous sentence, this one seemed somewhat insincere. But she didn't have the courage to ask Liang Qi for a precise and clear definition of their relationship.
If the current ambiguity is the state Liang Qi desires, yet she rashly pierced that barrier, she doesn't want to bear the consequences, nor is she afraid she can't bear them.
She had only possessed a little bit of it briefly, but it was already so wonderful, and she didn't want to lose it so soon.
Liang Qi looked at her for a while, then took half a step closer to the door, bounced her up and down, and said, "Come here."
Perhaps Jiang Nuanyu has indeed grown a bit in the past six months.
She didn't let herself get caught up in rational thinking. Instead, she followed her inner desires, stretched out her finger, hooked one arm around Liang Qi's shoulder, leaned down, and entered her fingerprint.
The screen displayed "Entry complete." Jiang Nuanyu withdrew her hand, and Liang Qi pressed a few more places on the screen before pushing the door shut.
He tilted his head and gestured to her: "Give it a try."
Jiang Nuanyu did as instructed, placing her finger on the sensor area.
A flash of blue light, "click, click—", the latch clicked, and the door popped open a crack.
The morning sunlight of midsummer streamed through the glass into the elevator lobby, mingling with the surrounding lights and illuminating the entire space. But the light shining through the crack in the door was even brighter and warmer in Jiang Nuanyu's eyes, warming her eyes and her heart.
She didn't know if this was the second place in the capital she could call "home"; but she was certain that at this moment, she was very happy because of this crack that had opened up for her.
I'm very happy.
*
In Jiang Nuanyu's memory, no one had ever held her legs like this since she was about ten years old.
She looked at the ground, which was much farther away than usual, feeling both curious and a little unaccustomed. She felt safe only when she hugged Liang Qi's neck.
She had only peeked into Liang Qi's master bedroom bathroom the night before and hadn't actually gone in. Liang Qi carried her from the doorway all the way in and placed her on the sink.
The cool surface of the counter made her shiver as it touched her thigh, and she tried to pull her legs back. Liang Qi took the opportunity to spread her knees apart, leaned forward, and stood between her legs.
He leaned forward slightly, pressing down, his masculine scent instantly enveloping her. Jiang Nuanyu, her hand on the countertop, instinctively leaned back, trying to escape. Even so, his broad arms still seemed to envelop her.
She had no choice but to turn her head to the side. Liang Qi looked at her profile and asked, "Scared?"
She swallowed hard, then shook her head in denial.
“Now you can be afraid,” he said.
She didn't move her head: "...I'm not afraid."
Although Jiang Nuanyu's aura was somewhat weaker, her words showed no sign of submission. Liang Qi's lips relaxed, he subtly licked his back teeth, and nodded.
He braced his hands on the table behind her waist, lowered his face slightly closer to her, raised one hand, reached under her ear, and gently brushed her hair with the back of his fingers.
His fingers accidentally brushed against the skin behind her ear near her neck, like a feather brushing against her skin, or like an electric current running through her. Jiang Nuanyu said she wasn't afraid, but this seemingly insignificant touch sent a noticeable shiver down her spine.
Liang Qi saw her reaction, put his hand down, and leaned on the table, not making any other move for a moment.
"Aren't you scared?" He looked into her eyes, his gaze intense, and said in a soft voice, "You don't even dare to look at me."
Since he had already said that, Jiang Nuanyu had no choice but to turn back, steel herself, and look at him, willingly falling into his trap: "Really."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liang Qi put one arm around her waist and the other hand on one of her legs, pulling her towards him with ease.
His sudden movement startled her, causing her to gasp and gasp softly as she bumped into him.
The fabric of the trousers was much rougher than her skin, and the impact made her inexplicably panic. Most of her body was suspended in mid-air, without support. Although she knew Liang Qi would protect her, she still felt passive and helpless.
She instinctively placed her hand in front of him, between them, and whispered, "I'm scared." She finally admitted it, but only half of it, "...I'm afraid of falling."
Liang Qi's expression changed slightly. She was being half-true and half-false. Even at this moment, she was still very clever.
He looked at her with a half-smile for a few seconds, then went along with her words, putting an arm around her waist and lifting her up to make her sit more steadily.
He asked knowingly, "Is it done?"
She answered reluctantly, "...Yes."
Liang Qi remained silent.
The distance between them didn't increase; Jiang Nuanyu's hand was still pressed against his chest. Liang Qi glanced down, his gaze sweeping over her. From this angle, the white, tender scenery of her chest was almost completely exposed to him.
He glanced at her, then looked away, focusing on the hand in front of him. Her fist was half-clenched, warm against his skin, and her thumb was unconsciously fiddling with a button on his shirt.
"Want to help me untie this?" Liang Qi looked up and stared straight at her.
Jiang Nuanyu was startled. She met his gaze, looked at her hand, realized what he was talking about, and her face turned bright red. She hurriedly tried to pull her hand back.
Liang Qi snatched her wrist back from mid-air, held it tightly in his hand, and said, "Trying to hide again?"
Jiang Nuanyu was so overwhelmed by his gaze that she couldn't even lift her eyes: "I didn't mean to hide."
Liang Qi bluntly said, "Little liar."
Jiang Nuanyu felt so embarrassed that her blood rushed to her head, and she was also a little annoyed by his definition. She raised her eyebrows unhappily and said, "I'm not."
"Hmm. No." Liang Qi continued to go along with her, not wanting to really anger her and make her difficult to appease. He said, "You're just a little stubborn, is that right? Hmm?"
Jiang Nuanyu fell silent, her mind momentarily thrown into disarray by his rare show of weakness.
Liang Qi twisted her wrist in his hand, pinched her hand, and rubbed her palm with his thumb. She let him do as he pleased, loosely grasping one of his fingers.
Liang Qi stared intently at her expression for a while, then straightened up slightly, took her hand and placed it back on his chest, before letting go of her own hand.
Jiang Nuanyu looked up, puzzled. Liang Qi was also looking at her. His voice was a little lower than usual as he said to her, "Help me untie it."
His tone was soft and slow, without any unusual fluctuations; it wasn't a request, nor did it sound like a command, but rather carried a hint of intimate coaxing. And this tactic was indeed most effective on Jiang Nuanyu.
Her cheeks visibly flushed even more, and she blinked a few times, not daring to look at him again. Instead, she raised her other hand and used both hands to unbutton the second button of his shirt.
Liang Qi didn't look at her movements, but instead scanned her eyes, the tip of her nose, and her gently pursed lips.
The surrounding lights shone on her face, giving her cheeks a delicate blush that seemed to reflect the light into her eyes. She slightly raised her eyes, her curled eyelashes fluttering with each blink.
He watched quietly, as if he could hear his own breathing.
Jiang Nuanyu's fingers slowly traced the fabric of his shirt. Though her gaze remained fixed straight ahead, she had no idea what she was looking at. The light shining on his white shirt made her feel dizzy and disoriented.
She walked down, her fingertips landing on the bottommost button that was sticking out.
Half of the button was pressed down by the waistband, and the area below the waistband was an absolutely explicit scene. Although everything was covered, she dared not look there again.
She looked away, put her hands on either side of her legs, ignoring the unbuttoned buttons, and said softly, "It's done."
Liang Qi glanced down at himself, not wanting to make things difficult for her, and casually pulled the hem of his shirt out of his waistband, skillfully unbuttoning the remaining two buttons.
He took a small step back, clutching his shirt collar, and flipped his arm back, completely exposing his upper body to the air.
Accompanied by a faint warmth, the masculine scent of a mature man wafted over her. Jiang Nuanyu's gaze fell upon him, stunned and at a loss for words.
With each movement, the muscles in his upper body tightened and relaxed. When he raised his arm, his intercostal muscles were clearly defined. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with two V-lines running down his abdomen, the V-shape gradually disappearing into the waistband of his black trousers...
Liang Qi's body exudes a unique masculine strength, yet it doesn't appear overly forceful, just like the man himself.
Liang Qi was being stared at by her, and he didn't try to hide it or mind letting her see his reaction.
He put the shirt aside and stood closer to her again.
Jiang Nuanyu turned her face away, but in the corner of her eye and in her entire mind, all she could see was his body.
Liang Qi said very seriously, "There's still one left."
Jiang Nuanyu glanced at the shirt that had been taken off beside her, then looked at him with a puzzled expression. Meeting the faint smile in Liang Qi's eyes, her gaze unconsciously fell down and fell on the button on the waistband of his trousers.
He made her laugh, and the veins in her neck throbbed. She turned her face away again, saying, "I don't care." Then she added, "Do it yourself."
Liang Qi chuckled softly at the second half of her sentence, slipped his hand under her arm, clasped it around her waist, and lifted her off the table. With his other hand, he grabbed the shirt next to him and placed it under her to help her sit down.
Jiang Nuanyu tilted her head back to accommodate his movement, his skin pressed against hers, and her face rubbed against his arm.
She couldn't help but hold her breath.
Her mind was in complete chaos, but amidst this confusion, she clearly realized one thing—that she allowed, and even anticipated, something to happen.
However, Liang Qi straightened up, let go of her, gently pinched her cheek, and turned to go to the shower room opposite.
Jiang Nuanyu was bewildered, her gaze following his retreating figure as he walked deeper into the building.
From the other side of the frosted brown glass, came the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together. A few seconds later, a hand reached out from the other side of the glass, and a bundle of clothes fell steadily into the laundry basket outside.
Immediately afterwards, the showerhead turned on, and the sound of the cascading water reached her ears. Only then did Jiang Nuanyu finally realize that Liang Qi had really gone to take a shower.
she:"……"
What about what he just did to her? What did that even mean...?
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