Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Affair and Spring Dream
"Why are you laughing?"
"Don't you like it?"
He lowered his head and his voice trembled.
"Why do you have to do this in my dream?"
Alcohol allergy caused Jiang Chongyan to lose all his sanity and his brain stopped functioning.
His mind was blurred by the alcohol, and in the chaos he inexplicably thought of her ex-boyfriend, the movie star who was willing to become the first wife.
Jiang Chongyan lived for twenty-three years.
I have never liked a girl, never been in a relationship, never held hands, hugged or kissed.
He watched his parents each start their own families, each with their own children. They would pretend to be together, holding hands at events, only to become strangers and go home separately afterward. He rebelled against his family, becoming a hardworking and ambitious man, with dance being the only shining light in his life.
After being alone for a long time, he felt that love was boring, feelings were useless, and this thing was extremely uninteresting.
He watched silently as others around him fell in love, got married, and had children. He didn't understand, didn't care, and didn't pay any attention.
He wasn't sociable, and on the rare occasions Yu Chengjin dragged him out to play, he'd just sit there lazily. During truth or dare games, when asked about his ideal type, Jiang Chongyan would only casually ponder it.
But there are no controls.
So I can't think of anything.
My mind was blank, as if it disappeared in the wind, leaving only a vague outline.
Later, Jiang Chongyan could never have imagined that when he began to have some vague, ambiguous, lingering and strange thoughts for the first time in his life, he would be poured with cold water.
On the night of Kim's big show, in the quiet corridor, stood the man in front of him, determined to win.
The man told him that he was deeply in love with the woman, and even though she was a playboy and fickle, he still vowed to be her first wife, and generously and friendly expressed his willingness to share everything with her.
Oh no, this is not called sharing.
This woman went to the club to find male models on the night of her show, which made headlines, with the media using the term "five men accompanying her." This is how this woman defines gender relations.
The pure love young master, who is still at the stage of "contact, confession, confirmation of relationship, holding hands, hugging, kissing, and marriage", is suddenly hit by this absurd world.
He hated it more and more.
But he didn't know who to hate.
I was tormented and trapped at home.
I don't want to meet her, nor do I want to have any contact with anything related to that woman.
Love affairs are a game. He is a stumbling novice rookie. No one gives him a tutorial, but he meets a level 999 Xin Tong in the first level.
……But.
Irritated and confused, with no experience in dealing with such unfamiliar emotions, my first reaction was to stay away. Even though I had calmed down for three days, my heart still tightened the moment I saw her on the park lawn.
I wanted to hide away for some peace and quiet, but she followed me.
All the teasing of this evil woman towards him was out of heartless lust, all the contact was just a casual flirtation out of habit, and all the approach was to use his family connections to help her do business and get the family property.
She only needs to wave her hand and any top actor in the entertainment industry will be willing to be her wife. The number of people she has had ambiguous relationships with can be as long as the Yangtze River. Why does she have to come here to find him!
Jiang Chongyan's breathing became heavier.
He kissed her neck in revenge, and held the person in his arms tightly with his big hands to prevent her from moving. Finally, he bit her ear to vent his anger.
"ah!"
There was a slight pain in her ear, Xin Tong was angry, and her cry was a little tender and a little hoarse.
"Why are you biting me? You're like Coke!"
The man's mocking sneer came to my ears.
"In your eyes, am I any different from Coke?"
What does this mean?
Xin Tong didn't understand.
I felt that something was wrong with this man. Thinking that he was still allergic and seemed to be unconscious, I put my arms around his waist and tugged at his clothes.
"Jiang Chongyan, do you still know who I am?"
I didn't hear the young master speak for a long time.
He was drowsy and pressed her down, kissing her again and again until the root of Xin Tong's tongue was painful from sucking. She whimpered and pinched his waist, then he let go, panting.
As everything in front of her eyes became blurry, Xin Tong suddenly heard Jiang Chongyan whispering in her ear.
He was muffled, gritted his teeth, and spoke in a fierce voice.
"...You are the most annoying woman in the world."
*
"Woof woof!"
Two untimely dog barks suddenly rang out in the silent and ambiguous air.
The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly disappeared like the tide.
Xin Tong suddenly woke up.
Turning their heads, they saw Cola's tail dangling beside the bed, and his big round eyes staring at them.
“…” I almost forgot that you were still in the room.
It's a bit embarrassing to be stared at by a pet and see this kind of thing.
Xin Tong's entire body was pressed down, and she could only shake herself.
"Jiang Chongyan, I'll get you some fruit. Eat it and then go to sleep. I'll sleep in the room next door. If you feel uncomfortable at night, just call me."
No one answered.
The man on her body was pressing down on her like a mountain. She didn't move at all.
"Woof woof!"
Kele barked twice more. This time the barking was a little more urgent. He ran from the bed to the door of the room, and ran back again several times. He looked up at Xin Tong with his eyes open, and finally barked twice in the direction of the upstairs.
As if reminding her of something.
Xin Tong felt something was wrong.
She didn't say anything else. The dim and spacious villa was empty and fell into silence. The next second, she suddenly heard small, slow footsteps coming from upstairs.
——Someone is coming down the stairs!
Xin Tong was completely awakened this time.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and grandma's voice seemed to be covered by a layer of mask through the door, and it sounded vaguely outside the door, "These two kids, they didn't even turn off the lights in the living room..." The rest of her words were vague, and Xin Tong couldn't listen anymore, so she quickly patted the person on her body.
“Get up, get up!”
She whispered in his ear, but anxiously, "Grandma is here!"
But no matter how she photographed Jiang Chongyan, he still had his eyes closed, his head buried in her collarbone, motionless, his neck skin flushed, his breathing even, obviously he was fast asleep.
He was too heavy, tall and heavy, with a thin layer of muscle on his body, pressing down on her tightly, and Xin Tong couldn't push him away no matter what.
The footsteps at the door were getting closer.
Cola walked around the bed repeatedly and called anxiously.
Her heartbeat seemed to burst out of her chest, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Just across the wall, grandma could see the messy scene on the bed and the entangled bodies of a man and a woman as soon as she walked in.
All the lip-to-lip and tongue-to-tongue ambiguity just now was still vivid in Xin Tong's mind. She gritted her teeth, her adrenaline soaring through the sky, and suddenly she felt a sense of excitement and stealing from someone hidden.
Pinned down tightly by the man on top of her, with only her arms temporarily free, she quickly pulled over the rolled-up quilt next to her, barely covering the side of her body that wasn't being held down by Jiang Chongyan.
The moment when you retract your head and remain motionless.
The door of the room was opened with a "click".
The sound of my heartbeat was like hidden thunder. My breathing was heavy but held tightly, my eyes closed, motionless, counting the seconds and praying in this agonizing silence.
It seemed like an eternity before she heard a puzzled hum from the doorway.
It’s grandma.
"……Um?"
The seventy-year-old man's eyesight wasn't very good. The room was dimly lit, and Jiang Chongyan lay sprawled on the bed, his tall and large figure stretched sideways, his arms folded at his sides, a crumpled quilt beneath him.
It was extremely quiet around.
The young boy was lying on the bed, with the quilt pressing down on him and his head buried in the pillow, sleeping soundly.
The old lady looked around and finally found her target - Cola was at her feet, looking up at her with his head tilted back and his tongue sticking out.
"I was wondering why I only saw Sprite and not you."
"I've been looking for you everywhere, why are you here?"
The old lady lowered her voice.
"You should be punished for not sleeping so late at night."
Coke turned around on the ground, then ran out of the room, turned around and called out to his grandma twice.
"What happened again?"
Grandma was led over and saw Cola barking at the dog food on the coffee table.
"I can't eat anymore. I've already eaten today."
"Little fat dog, you will get sick if you are too fat. You can't eat anymore. Be a good and obedient dog, and I will give you food tomorrow. Ah."
Coke nodded and lay down in the small nest by the wall.
Grandma went up the stairs tremblingly, holding the handrail.
…
The people left. Safe.
Xin Tong's body suddenly relaxed, and her wildly beating heart finally returned to normal.
She used all her strength to free half of her body from Jiang Chongyan, and finally pushed him away.
Jiang Chongyan was pushed over and lay on his back on the bed.
Xin Tong sat up and grabbed his chin without hesitation, leaning in to examine him closely. His skin wasn't as red as before, and the red mark on his neck had faded. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes were relaxed, and his breathing was even, indicating a sound sleep.
It looks like everything is fine.
Thinking about the scene where he was pressing her down and kissing her just one second, and then he fell asleep so hard that she couldn't be pushed away the next second, leaving her alone in a hurry, Xin Tong got angry.
She quickly got out of bed, not even bothering to cover him with the quilt. She closed the door mercilessly and went to sleep in the next room.
*
Jiang Chongyan felt as if he had had a very long dream.
Hot, very hot. His whole body was scorching, the heat permeated the air, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
His vision was blurred and fog was rolling. When he was extremely hot, suddenly a pair of cool hands touched his face.
This hand is very light and soft.
The slender joints, white wrists, and shallow blue veins under the skin on the back of the hands are like the tender green leaves on the branches in spring.
So cold. So comfortable.
A strange and unfamiliar pleasure rose from the place where the skin touched lightly.
He panted unbearably, opened his eyes with great effort, and saw the owner of the hand.
She has long black hair, fair skin, and eyes that are as clear as a mountain spring.
A face that is all too familiar.
Jiang Chongyan was stunned.
His mind went blank at this moment, not knowing how to react. The aroma of alcohol enveloped him like a thick fog. He stared at her face, his breathing becoming heavier.
Her fingers slowly touched the corner of his lips, and he reflexively grabbed that wrist and brought it to his lips, kissing it lightly and sniffing it deeply.
——It’s the aroma of persimmon.
It was icy and sweet, mixed with alcohol and the fragrance of flowers and plants, mixed and hot, tightly entangling all his consciousness.
But as soon as I grabbed the hand, it vanished into thin air.
His hands were empty, and he stared blankly at the empty palms. The strong sense of loss overwhelmed him like a tide.
But then, the hand appeared on his chest again.
The steaming high temperature destroyed his mind. The golden hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, flowing over his three-dimensional brow bone and disappearing deep into his collarbone.
That hand was the only cool color in the world. It went all the way down, wandered back, and finally stopped at the hottest place.
Wait, no.
He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't. A feeling he had never experienced before hit his head straight, and his lower back went numb. He instinctively closed his eyes and almost felt trembling.
How could her hands be so soft...
The chaotic, sticky, and vulgar desires, just a simple, gentle action, were a thousand times more comfortable than the occasional quickie when he was alone. He felt like he was in a dream, with fireworks scattering.
“Ding-ling-ling——”
The alarm on the cell phone sounded like a bell that shook everything, and Jiang Chongyan suddenly opened his eyes.
His chest heaving violently, he lay on the bed gasping for breath. The sun shone brightly outside the window, casting a warm glow on his face.
Jiang Chongyan sat up quickly in one second.
Staring at the mess under him, shock and despair flickered in his eyes, he sat motionless on the bed for more than twenty seconds before he stood up stiffly with a grim expression. He gritted his teeth, rolled up the bed sheet, and walked into the bathroom with his messy blonde hair.
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