Chapter 28 09.03/Did your fiancée remember this time?
He was too close, and Chu Song subconsciously stepped back. Behind her was a room. She rested her heels on the door frame and looked at him, her chest rising and falling slightly. "It wasn't just yesterday..."
Fan Tingnian looked at her face and saw her furrowed brows and slightly pursed lips. She was afraid.
He took one last look at her expression, sat up slightly, and spoke in a restrained tone: "I want to watch a movie with you."
Chu Song relaxed his breath and said, "Just want to watch a movie?"
"Yeah." No.
He put on an expression of bewilderment, as if he didn't understand why she was afraid. It was a rare expression for him, and Chu Song felt that he was judging her by his own standards.
"Okay, we can watch a movie," Chu Song retreated slightly without leaving any trace. She still felt that Fan Tingnian was too oppressive. "Tell me what movie you want to watch. I'll go back to my room and download it and bring it to you..."
"I have internet in my room."
After Chu Song repeatedly tried to take two steps back, the distance between them finally returned to normal. "Didn't you say it's harmful to your health?"
Fan Tingnian had already stood up straight and looked down at her. "Sometimes I need to check something."
"Yeah." Chu Song looked around. She was a little afraid that Sophie or the servants would see her. Although she had agreed to "fall in love", she always felt that the current situation was still a bit complicated.
"Come straight to my room after dinner?"
"ah......?"
"What's the problem?"
"No..." It doesn't matter whether you go early or late, but it will be more dangerous if you go late.
"Okay, let's go eat. We've been standing outside for a long time. Aunt Sophie is looking for us." As she said that, she turned and walked towards the restaurant, leaving the area in front of Fan Tingnian and breathing a sigh of relief.
Chu Song stepped into the restaurant and smiled at Sophie who came to greet him: "Aunt Sophie."
She felt Fan Tingnian looking at her from behind. She subconsciously shrank her shoulders and felt a chill. He had been looking at her like that lately.
When she relaxed her shoulders, she made up her mind that she must show Fan Tingnian a passionate and positive movie later, and absolutely no more romance movies, especially not the kind of American movies from yesterday. It would be fine if there were a lot of sex scenes, but there was also captivity play. She couldn't let him know about this.
But Chu Song forgot that Fan Tingnian had searched for and watched that film on his own.
Chu Song sat down at the place where she always ate. A waiter came over with a small food cart. Chu Song felt that she and the waiter were employees, and she shouldn't just sit there and wait for service, so she raised her hand to help the waiter hold the plate. The waiter, wearing a chef's hat, looked a little surprised and winked and smiled at her.
The waiter was a young Italian boy with yellowish amber eyes, which were also very beautiful. Chu Song was curious and inadvertently took a few more glances at him.
Fan Tingnian's gaze fell on her again. His right hand tapped the table slowly, and his gaze on her seemed to have substance.
Chu Song quickly averted his gaze, but before doing so, he gave the server a friendly smile.
The next second, she heard Fan Tingnian's voice: "What movie are you watching tonight?"
!!!
Why is he talking so loudly again?! And why is he asking now?!
Chu Song raised her head cautiously and saw Sophie, who was facing them sideways, looking at her with confusion. She quickly said, "Aunt Sophie, Mr. Fan asked if you have any good movies."
Sophie was still a little confused: "Ask me?"
Chu Song nodded heavily: "Yes, Mr. Fan said he wanted to watch a movie tonight, but he didn't know what to watch, so he wanted you to recommend one."
She heard a light sneer from the man in front of her.
Sophie came over and, although confused, still recommended some movies by genre that she thought Fan Tingnian would like.
After a few minutes, Sophie left again. Chu Song glanced around and saw that everyone else was far away. He whispered, "Could you please stop asking such questions so loudly?"
The man had a cold expression and stared at her.
Before he could say anything else, she quickly added, still quietly, forking the beef on the plate: "If you keep being so loud, I will ignore you."
The man's lips moved, and after two seconds, he seemed to swallow back what he wanted to say, and Chu Song's brows relaxed.
But before she could relax for two seconds, Fan Tingnian's voice rang out. His deliberately lowered voice unexpectedly carried a touch of allure and sexiness: "Will you go to the movies with me after dinner?"
Fan Tingnian: "If you don't go,"
He seemed to pause again, and spoke slowly but clearly: "I'll tell the people here...you do something to me every time you drink."
“…” Chu Song lowered his voice: “You obviously did it too.”
After she finished speaking, she looked at Fan Tingnian and found that the latter looked at her without any change in expression. Oh yes, he might have felt that since he had taken the initiative, there was nothing to hide about this matter.
Chu Song took a breath, lowered his head to pick up the fork, and apologized again for his irresponsible behavior after drinking: "Sorry."
Chu Song dragged out the meal until eight o'clock.
In fact, she didn't intend to eat so slowly. She wanted to go see Fan Tingnian to watch a movie after eating, and then go back to her room to sleep.
But ever since she laughed with the waiter, Fan Tingnian's gaze drifted over to her several times, staring at her deeply, which was a bit scary, making her feel that she would not be able to come out of that room once she entered it.
Fan Tingnian had finished eating long ago and seemed to be waiting for her.
As she was once again shifting pieces of roasted pumpkin on her plate, he raised his hand and tapped the table.
"Are you full?"
Chu Song's heart tightened, and even the hand holding the fork trembled slightly, but he still put the fork down, wiped his lips, and said, "I'm full."
The man lowered his gaze and picked up a wet towel to wipe his hands: "Let's go."
A few minutes later, the two stopped in front of Chu Song's bedroom door. Chu Song wanted to choose a movie from his computer, so he came over to get the computer.
She raised her hand to hold the door handle, then she withdrew her hand, turned around, and said in a low voice: "You go back first, I'll come to you after I get the computer."
No one else in the house knew about their relationship, and it was obviously impossible to tell everyone, as it would always seem a bit sneaky, like an affair.
The man didn't move. His tall figure stood in front of her, blocking part of the light from the corridor behind him. For a moment, he asked, "What if you run?"
"I won't......"
"I'll wait for you here," Fan Tingnian nodded his chin behind her, "When you get it, we'll go together."
Two minutes later, Chu Song came out of his bedroom holding a computer.
Ten minutes later, the two sat on the sofa in Fan Tingnian's bedroom, and Chu Song found that he had no interest in the movie he had chosen.
She is currently working on a very sunny and healing slow variety show, which can definitely adjust Fan Tingnian's personality, but it is obvious that Fan Tingnian doesn't like it at all.
He looked very inattentively, and occasionally his eyes would move over to her face, tracing her eyebrows, eyes, and then lips.
She felt that Fan Tingnian seemed to want to kiss her.
Chu Song had no choice but to adjust the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them. She pushed a bag of snacks on the table towards Fan Tingnian and said, "Eat snacks while watching this. This slow-paced variety show is really good."
"generally."
"...So what do you like?"
"Are there any movies like the one from last night?" He was referring to the American movie.
"no."
Fan Tingnian's eyes began to scan her face again, and after a moment, he said, "You watched it with me last night. Later, when we went to the bathroom, you put your arms around my neck and said you liked the kiss scene in the last shot."
Chu Song's scalp was tingling. She really had a blackout yesterday and only remembered the vague process. But she had no recollection of the details, including how to do it in bed and in the bathroom.
She frowned, and Fan Tingnian seemed to see what she was thinking.
He hooked her over with one hand and carried her over. He easily placed her on his legs. With the other hand, he pinched her chin and said in a dangerous tone, "Have you forgotten?"
Chu Song didn't dare to answer, but she really couldn't remember. She subconsciously raised her hand to push his shoulder, but the man locked her in his arms even tighter.
He clasped one hand on her lower back and locked both of her wrists with the other hand, rubbing his thumb against the skin on the inside of her wrists.
“I didn’t…” Chu Song struggled slightly.
The man sneered: "You are lying."
Chu Song could feel the strong hand on his waist and explained, "I'm sorry, I'm drunk."
"It's okay. If you let me help you remember, I'll forgive you."
Chu Song was stunned: "What?"
The man held the back of her head and kissed her chin gently: "Sleep with me again."
After kissing her chin, he held her neck and kissed the front of her neck. His tongue swept across the delicate skin of her neck, moving down little by little and biting the hollow of her neck.
Although he didn't drink this time, Chu Song felt even more powerless.
His lips were slightly cool, and he bit hers, kissing her deeply and slowly.
She didn't know why Fan Tingnian did all this, but she was indeed kissed so hard that her legs went limp as she knelt beside him. The man held her waist a second before she sat down, but she still sat on his muscular thigh muscles and in a place where she shouldn't have sat.
Never mind, sleeping once is sleeping, sleeping twice is sleeping...
Fan Tingnian felt that she stopped pushing his shoulders. He held the back of her head and kissed her temples. He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you remember anything?"
Chu Song completely relaxed, her hands draped around his neck, and nodded, "...I only remember kissing on the bed, biting your arm, and then I was carried to the bathroom..."
Her voice got lower and lower as she spoke.
But at this moment, Fan Tingnian let her go, opened a drawer beside him, and took out a small bottle of transparent liquid.
Chu Song could roughly make out the English word for alcohol on the bottle. She saw Fan Tingnian unscrew the bottle cap, carefully clean his fingers with the liquid in the bottle, and then wipe them dry with a wet tissue.
His fingers were long and his skin was white. His hands were very beautiful. Chu Song suddenly remembered the moment they had been in bed yesterday...
He grabbed her lower back and pulled her back into his arms, lowering his right hand and bringing his lips to her ear as he pushed his finger bones closer: "Last night it started with two, then it became three."
Chu Song finally understood why the marks on her body were so severe, but she hardly felt any discomfort - he must have made enough preparations for her.
She went limp on him, unable to kneel, and could only sit almost completely on his thighs.
She put her arms around his shoulders and wanted to cry again.
Fan Tingnian tilted his head and gently kissed her ear: "You didn't behave as well as you did yesterday. You were kissing me at this time yesterday."
The phalanx moved forward one more section, and Chu Song was surprised by his skill. His voice was weak and intermittent: "How could you..."
"I took three years of physical health classes before I became an adult. Last year, that old geek even threw a stack of papers at me."
Chu Song guessed that the old antique he was talking about was an old professor who taught him this course, but before she could figure out what it was, she no longer had time to worry about it.
She buried her head in the crook of his neck, suppressing her sobs.
"Why are you crying now?" He touched her cheek with his free hand and studied her face carefully. "You seem to be more sensitive when you are sober than when you are drunk."
He picked her up and walked towards the bed.
After being put on the bed, Chu Song buried her head in the pillow, and then felt him lift her wrists and tie them to the rack at the head of the bed. The feeling of her wrists being bound brought back all her memories.
It seemed that he asked her what she was imprisoned for yesterday and then tied her hands to the head of the bed.
"Do you remember everything?" Fan Tingnian asked.
Chu Song's cheeks were red, and the blushing and beating heart of last night appeared in her mind.
She began to back away, rubbing against the bed. The man, who knelt on one leg, took off his watch and threw it on the bedside. He tilted his head slightly and looked at her: "Are you afraid of me?"
"Fan Tingnian..." The process on the sofa just now made her feel empty, but her arms were tied, which made her feel that the man in front of her was a little scary. Her eyes were covered with a layer of physiological moisture.
Fan Tingnian seemed to sense it as well, and leaned over to kiss her gently, and then it was his fingers again.
Chu Song's skirt fell to the ground, and the front of his shirt was open. He held Chu Song completely in his arms. He buried his head in her neck and whispered slowly amid her sobs, "You said yesterday that you really liked me, that you were not feeling well, that you were under a lot of work pressure, and that you wanted to be imprisoned in the villa."
Chu Song breathed out hot air and felt the heat on his skin.
Oh my God, she promised him all these random things yesterday, he wouldn't take them all seriously, would he?
The waves surged one after another, leaving her unable to make a sound.
Finally, he paused for a moment, and she found her voice in the gap and called him: "Fan Tingnian..."
The man rubbed his chin against her temples, wiped away the sweat on her face with his fingertips, and then looked at her solemnly: "Are you trying to say you're joking?"
When she met his gaze, she just opened her mouth to tell him politely that it was true, but the man leaned forward.
Chu Song bit her lip and could only hug him tightly again.
Fan Tingnian is really a rigorous and meticulous person. He opened two of them on the bed and then went to the bathroom.
After a quick rinse in the bathroom, he placed her in front of the sink. To take care of her thin skin, the lights were dimmed, with only a spherical lamp in the corner emitting a dim yellow light.
Chu Song's legs were shaking. She felt that his health was incredibly good. She couldn't understand it. She raised her head with great effort, supported her hands on his chest, and asked cautiously with a hoarse voice: "Are you still okay..."
"I'm working out, and I'll abstain from sex for the next two days." He hooked her chin and kissed her, his voice even deeper than when he came in. "I'm glad you care about my health."
The bathroom was kept at a constant temperature, and the heat from her recent shower had not yet dissipated. Chu Song, wrapped in his bathrobe, did not feel cold at all, but she shivered slightly in his arms. She tested him, "Would you mind my health..."
The orange-yellow light spread under his feet, and he could see the liquid hanging on Chu Song's calves.
Fan Tingnian lifted her chin again, glanced down, and saw that her legs were trembling slightly: "Your legs are just tired, not there."
Chu Song wanted to cry but had no tears. She put her hands around the man's neck and pressed her head against his chest, refusing to move. Fan Tingnian kissed her again, using his fingers and then his lips to arouse her interest.
Her body felt empty, and when he left again, she could only beg him quietly.
He seemed determined to make her remember every detail of yesterday. He would even verbally tell her the differences from last night. Those details made her blood boil. Her face turned red and she wanted to close her eyes, so he lifted her chin again and kissed her eyelids.
Just like now, he turned her around and let her step on his feet with her back facing him. In front of her was the hazy bathroom mirror, covered with white mist, and she could not see clearly, only a vague outline.
He put one arm around her waist and held her in his arms, then used his knees to separate her legs and told her that she should stand up straighter than she did last night.
Chu Song shook his head, unable to stand, and placed his right hand on the sink, barely holding up his body.
The position was wrong, so Fan Tingnian held her waist and lifted her up a little.
Fan Tingnian held her in one hand, supporting her full weight, and with the other hand brushed the hair off the back of her neck, kissing her and saying in a hoarse voice, "You said you wanted to marry me yesterday."
“What?” Chu Song’s voice was hoarse, but he still asked back after hearing this.
She really was... she would never drink again, but after that, Fan Tingnian didn't mention it again. She thought he wouldn't take it seriously.
He kissed her ear again and she shuddered.
After a while, she sobbed again, turned around and hugged Fan Tingnian, unwilling to continue.
The man kissed her cheek and then the corner of her lips. This time he finally decided to let her go. He had already used two more in the bathroom, and her legs were shaking even more than before.
Fan Tingnian pinched her chin and kissed her more gently: "Will you remember this time?"
Chu Song thought he was asking about the details of all the movements from the sofa to the bed and then to the bathroom, so he nodded.
Fan Tingnian was very satisfied with her nod. He kissed her shoulder, stroked her arm with his left hand, and touched her right ring finger again.
The size of the family ring cannot be changed and is only for collection. Rings for daily wear need to be custom-made.
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