Chapter 48 "Can I... kiss you?" (Please read)
Lu Yu very patiently took Lin Che by the hand and walked around the company's buildings to all accessible and crowded places.
"Are you tired?" Lu Yu placed a cup of warm water on the coffee table in front of Lin Che, and then sat down on the coffee table without any hesitation, facing Lin Che.
A pair of long legs wrapped Lin Che's legs right between his own legs.
Lin Che slumped on the sofa in Lu Yu's office, fanning himself with his loose sweater with one hand, completely unaware of Lu Yu's small movements, and waved at him with the other hand.
All I could think about was that the amount of exercise I did today was really excessive and it was so hot.
He slumped on the sofa with a look of despair, staring blankly at the ceiling light, but his hands did not stop fanning themselves with his sweater.
He only felt the dazzling light from the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, his head was buzzing, and only one thought remained: it was hot, too hot.
The heat caused by the excessive amount of exercise seeped out from between his bones, making his fair skin turn slightly red.
The fanning hand moved with great amplitude, and with every impatient turn of his wrist, the soft hem of the sweater was lifted up again and again.
Every rise and fall reveals more of that breathtaking white waistline.
Lu Yu's gaze originally just casually fell on Lin Che's cheeks, which were flushed due to the heat, with a hint of barely perceptible indulgence.
However, the constantly swaying hem of the dress, like a hook, silently drew his gaze downwards.
The fabric was lifted up, then fell down, and then lifted up again...
The waistline, which had not been exposed to the sun for many years, was a delicate cold white, with a thin layer of sweat covering it. As Lin Che fanned the waist, the muscles on the side of the waist slightly sank and stretched.
A youthful and deadly arc.
Lu Yu's breathing paused almost imperceptibly, and his Adam's apple rolled silently.
Just as Lin Che lifted the hem of her clothes again, exposing her seductive waist almost completely to the cool air, Lu Yu moved.
Lu Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled down the messy hem of the sweater, covering the waistline tightly.
"Ah!" Lin Che was startled by the sudden attack and stopped fanning herself.
Bewildered and a little impatient at being interrupted, he glared at Lu Yu, "What are you doing? Lu Yu! It's so hot, can't I fan you?"
He subconsciously wanted to grab the hem of his clothes again, but Lu Yu's big hand was like an iron clamp, pressing the hem tightly and not moving at all.
Lu Yu leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Lin Che's sweaty and dissatisfied face. His voice was extremely low, with a deliberate calmness, but every word was clear, hitting Lin Che's eardrum: "No. You just sweated, and you're fanning yourself in front of the air conditioner. What if you catch a cold?"
His reasons sounded reasonable, but only he knew that the sweaty waist swaying in front of him was the real fuse that ignited the nameless anger in his heart.
Lin Che was stunned by his low yet somewhat forceful tone. She curled her lips, thinking that this man was really making a big deal out of nothing. However, she was inexplicably frightened by something in his eyes and forgot to struggle for a moment.
He only felt Lu Yu's palm pressing on his lower abdomen through the thin sweater. The temperature seemed to be even hotter than his own, making that piece of skin feel a little strange.
Lin Che hummed softly, with a hint of grievance in her nasal voice: "...You can't smother me to death."
However, her body seemed to be nailed by Lu Yu's gaze and actions. She temporarily gave up resisting and just collapsed limply on the sofa.
The warmth of Lu Yu's palm was clearly transmitted through the fabric of the clothes. Lin Che only felt that the part of her waist that was brushed by his fingertips was faintly hot.
Lu Yu looked at his aggrieved and submissive expression, the darkness in his eyes deepened, the hand holding down the hem of his clothes did not move, but his knuckles tightened slightly.
He suddenly bent his upper body, and Lin Che was startled by the sudden distance between them. She felt as if Lu Yu's warm breath was less than 1cm away from her. She subconsciously stepped back, but Lu Yu held the back of her head and easily closed the distance between them again.
Lu Yu lowered himself so that his eyes met Lin Che's. His voice was deeper than before, with a barely perceptible hoarseness and warning: "If you're hot, just stay still. It will be fine after a while. If you move around again..."
The second half of the sentence is full of threats.
Lin Che didn't dare to move at all...
He wanted to quietly distance himself from Lu Yu, but how could Lu Yu let him go?
The further back he went, the harder Lu Yu pushed his hand on the back of his head, and the distance between them got closer and closer...
It was so close that Lin Che had already closed her eyes nervously, with a look of heroic readiness to die, and her long eyelashes trembled...
Lu Yu looked at Lin Che's adorable face with her eyes closed, a wicked smile on his lips. Just when the two were about to touch each other, Lu Yu suddenly stood up. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the corner of his mouth brushed Lin Che's earlobe, and he leaned over to Lin Che's ear and said, "Come in."
Then he stood up quickly and walked inside.
Lin Che, who was standing still, felt a burn from the warm breath Lu Yu brought out when he suddenly leaned over to speak. His right ear turned red, and he collapsed on the sofa, covering his ear with his hands, feeling bewildered. He listened to his heartbeat pounding uncontrollably...
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Lu Yu almost half-forced Lin Che into the shower room in the lounge, then closed the door behind him, isolating the rising steam and noise from inside.
He stood at the door and did not leave immediately. He stood with his back against the cold door for a few seconds. When he heard the sound of water in the shower room, he strode towards the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the office.
“Crash—”
The clear sound of flowing water came through the frosted glass door.
Listening to the sound of water, Lu Yu didn't look back, but walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, with a hint of imperceptible irritation in his movements.
He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The gray smoke swirled in front of his eyes, and his whole face was blurred in the smoke.
Behind the frosted glass door, steam hung thick. Lin Che stood beneath the warm water, sighing comfortably. The heat and stickiness washed away by the current, leaving only a sense of tired comfort.
He tilted his head slightly, letting the water wash over his sweaty forehead, flushed cheeks, slender neck, and then slide down his thin but smoothly contoured chest.
Lu Yu's fingers holding the cigarette stopped in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the glass window. Compared to the white waistline under the hem of his clothes just now, the faint sound of water behind him was the real challenge to his precarious self-control.
He only lasted less than three seconds before his Adam's apple rolled violently again. He turned his head abruptly, his eyes fixed on a pattern on the carpet. He took a long drag on his cigarette, the pungent smell of tobacco choking his lungs. He tried to suppress the fire in his heart that was becoming even hotter due to the steam.
He forced himself to focus on the flickering of the cigarette butt between his fingertips, and the sound of water in his ears finally stopped.
There was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other from inside, probably Lin Che drying himself.
The door of the lounge was opened a crack, and steam coming out with the refreshing scent of shower gel.
Lin Che leaned out half of her body, her wet black hair still dripping with water, and her fair cheeks were puffy from the steam.
He glanced around and his eyes landed on Lu Yu's large spare shirt - the pure white shirt that Lu Yu had placed on the shelf in the lounge in advance.
"Lu Yu? I... wear this?" Lin Che's voice was soft, as if he had just taken a shower, but also a little uncertain.
Lu Yu didn't turn around, but had his back to him. His voice was a little low and hoarse because of the deliberate suppression: "Yeah. Your clothes are soaked with sweat and can't be worn. Just make do for now."
Lin Che said "Oh" and shrank back.
A few minutes later, he came out wearing a white shirt that was obviously more than one size too big.
The hem of her shirt reached mid-thigh, barely covering her buttocks, revealing a pair of long, straight legs. Her skin had a healthy, rosy glow from having just taken a shower.
The sleeves were so long that they covered half of his palms, and he had to clumsily roll them up several times to reveal his slender wrists.
The neckline was also too loose, exposing the delicate collarbone completely to the air, and even a small piece of smooth chest could be seen.
A few strands of wet hair stuck to her forehead and neck, with water droplets sliding down the ends of her hair and disappearing deep into the open neckline.
Lu Yu finally turned around slowly upon hearing footsteps. When his eyes fell on Lin Che, his fingers holding the cigarette suddenly tightened, and the ash fell to the ground.
The wide cloth not only failed to cover anything, but instead highlighted Lin Che's slender body and her defenseless fragility.
The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the faint sound of tobacco burning silently between Lu Yu's fingers.
His gaze moved quickly from Lin Che's legs to his blank and innocent face as if it was burned. Lu Yu's jaw line was tense and his Adam's apple slid up and down with difficulty.
He snuffed out the remaining half of his cigarette, his voice even more hoarse than before, with a hint of tension that he tried hard to conceal but still revealed:
"...Come here and dry your hair."
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Lin Che felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. He subconsciously tugged at the overly long hem, trying to cover more of his thighs. However, the fabric was so soft and saggy that it only outlined the gentle curve of his thighs as he moved.
He walked barefoot on the soft carpet, moving forward step by step. As he moved, water droplets from his wet hair dripped onto the expensive wool carpet, forming dark spots.
Lu Yu put out the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, but instead of reaching for a towel, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Lin Che's wrist with his slender fingers, and easily pulled Lin Che in front of him.
"Ugh!" Lin Che cried out softly, feeling a burning sensation on his wrist. Lu Yu's hand was very big and easily wrapped around his slender wrist bone.
Lu Yu didn't say anything, but just pulled Lin Che, pressing Lin Che's shoulders with a moderate force to make him sit down, and then turned and walked towards the towel rack at the door of the lounge.
Lin Che sat on the edge of the sofa, letting the water droplets on his head flow down his hair and into his neck and disappear.
He took a deep breath and looked at the half-smoked cigarette that Lu Yu had put out in the ashtray. He seemed to still be able to smell the faint smell of tobacco in the air.
Lu Yu returned with a thick, soft white towel. He stood before Lin Che, his tall figure casting a shadow that completely enveloped her.
"Look up." Lu Yu's voice was low and commanding.
Lin Che raised her head obediently and looked at him with wet eyes.
Lu Yu leaned over, not gently, but even roughly, putting the towel over his head. His large palms rubbed his wet black hair vigorously through the towel.
Lin Che was forced to tilt his head back, his vision completely blocked by the thick towel. He could only feel the force exerted by Lu Yu's palm through the towel.
The water droplets were vigorously absorbed by the towel, and his hair was messed up. Occasionally, the roots of his hair were pulled, causing a slight stinging pain, which made him whimper vaguely.
"It hurts..." He protested softly and subconsciously tried to turn his head away.
"Don't move." Lu Yu's voice came from above, but his hands subconsciously became slower.
Lin Che's neck was stiff as he endured the almost "torture" of drying himself. He could clearly feel the shape of Lu Yu's knuckles and the temperature of his palm, which was surprisingly hot even through the towel.
In the small, dark space under the towel, only Lu Yu's slightly heavy breathing and his own panicked heartbeat were particularly clear.
After an unknown amount of time, the suffocating rubbing finally stopped. The pressure on his head suddenly disappeared, and Lu Yu pulled the towel off.
Lin Che's eyes regained their brightness, but her vision was still a little blurry due to being rubbed for too long and the friction from the towel fibers.
After taking a shower, her long eyelashes were wet and stuck together, her face was slightly red from being rubbed by the towel, a few strands of wet hair were stuck unruly to her forehead and cheeks, and her fair face was tinged with pink.
Lu Yu lowered his eyes and looked at him. He threw the towel aside and turned to walk towards the locker in the lounge.
Lin Che finally got a chance to catch his breath. He raised his hand to tidy up his terrible hair, but his wrist was a little weak because Lu Yu had rubbed it hard just now.
Lu Yu quickly returned with a silent hair dryer in his hand.
“Sit tight.
Lin Che subconsciously tensed his body and sat up straight. He felt Lu Yu's fingers inserted into his hair. Unlike the rough touch through the towel just now, this time it was a direct touch with scorching heat.
The fingertips brushed across my scalp, bringing an indescribable shiver that instantly ran from my spine to my tailbone.
The warm air from the hair dryer began to blow on his wet hair, and Lu Yu's fingers shuttled and fiddled with his hair.
The movements were not gentle, and even had a bit of unfamiliar stiffness. The warm wind swept across the ears and neck, bringing a tingling sensation. Lin Che couldn't help but shrink his neck.
"Don't move." Lu Yu's voice sounded above the wind, carrying a warning.
Lin Che froze immediately, even her breathing became lighter.
He could feel Lu Yu's fingers occasionally brushing against his earlobe, or accidentally stroking the sensitive skin on the back of his neck. Every tiny touch seemed to carry an electric current, causing his body to involuntarily tense and relax, and his heartbeat was completely disrupted.
The hot air from the hair dryer was baking him, and coupled with Lu Yu's close breath and subtle touch, Lin Che felt that the heat that had just been suppressed by the cold water was coming back again, even worse than before.
The temperature on his cheeks rose sharply. Being pressed by Lu Yu, he could only lower his eyes and stare at his bare toes curled up on the edge of the sofa.
Lu Yu tightened his grip on the hair dryer, his knuckles turning white.
He forced himself to focus on drying the ends of his hair, but one or two water droplets still slid down from Lin Che's temples, leaving behind a trail of water droplets, making Lu Yu's vision completely out of control.
The air seemed to be stagnant, leaving only the hum of the hair dryer and the two people's staggered, suppressed breathing.
Lin Che could feel the burning gaze from above his head, making his scalp numb. He shifted uneasily, trying to create a little distance.
Just as he made a subtle movement, Lu Yu's hand that was fiddling with his hair on the side suddenly stopped.
Lu Yu's slender fingers hovered behind Lin Che's ear, and his fingertips lightly brushed against his hot earlobe.
Lin Che shuddered all over and suddenly raised his head. His wet eyes, filled with panic and a hint of barely perceptible confusion, unexpectedly met Lu Yu's bottomless eyes.
Time seemed to freeze, with only the two people's intertwined gazes confronting and pulling each other silently.
Lu Yu's fingertips were still hovering above the sensitive skin, trembling slightly as he tried his best to restrain himself.
Lin Che watched Lu Yu's Adam's apple roll up and down. He turned off the hair dryer and placed it on the table behind him.
Before Lin Che could react, Lu Yu's other hand had already covered the back of Lin Che's head without any explanation, and he used one hand to forcefully close the distance between them.
It was the same move again, which Lu Yu had used time and time again.
"Can I... kiss you?"
Lu Yu didn't move immediately after asking this question, but his deep eyes were fixed on Lin Che's tightly closed eyes and slightly trembling eyelashes.
He leaned closer very slowly, his dark eyes, which couldn't tell the emotion, staring down at Lin Che's lips. Lin Che subconsciously trembled and closed his eyes as he felt Lu Yu slowly approaching.
The distance is shortening little by little.
Lin Che could clearly feel Lu Yu's warm breath domineeringly invading all his senses. The breath was getting closer and closer, and hotter and hotter.
There is nowhere to escape.
The two people's breathing was completely entangled.
Lin Che's rapid and fragmented breathing intertwined and collided with Lu Yu's deep and hot breath.
Lu Yu's lips were just a few millimeters away.
Lin Che suddenly opened his eyes and ran straight into Lu Yu's eyes without any defense. Lin Che was dizzy during the first two kisses, and this was the first time he faced Lu Yu soberly.
Just one glance and his heart felt completely burned. Although he hadn't drunk any alcohol, he felt like he was thrown into a drunken wine jar. He was surprised that Lu Yu's eyes were full of love.
What fell before Lu Yu's lips was his burning palm, directly covering Lin Che's entire field of vision.
In the darkness, Lin Che felt Lu Yu's lips touching hers, and both of them trembled uncontrollably.
Lin Che felt his scalp tighten and was forced to tilt his head higher. He was so nervous that even his toes curled up, and his long eyelashes trembled unconsciously, scratching Lu Yu's palm.
Time seemed to be infinitely stretched, and every second was filled with suffocating tension.
Lu Yu's thin lips finally pressed down again slowly and firmly with destructive heat.
This time it wasn't a test, not a peck.
The scorching lips crushed heavily against Lin Che's slightly cool softness, with such force that Lin Che couldn't help but let out a broken whimper, which was immediately swallowed up by Lu Yu.
He forcefully pried open Lin Che's unguarded teeth, and his fiery tongue went straight in, with unquestionable possessiveness, instantly sweeping over all of Lin Che's senses and the thin air.
This moment is completely blank, the world is spinning and collapsing.
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