"It's burning hot..." Fu Sang quickly stuck out his tongue.
Seeing this, Qiao Yunchuan reached out his well-defined knuckles and pinched her chin.
Fu Sang stared blankly at the boy.
Qiao Yunchuan leaned in and kissed her lips, his warm tongue probing into her mouth and entwining with hers.
Their tender tongues intertwined, and the burning pain disappeared.
A moment later.
Qiao Yunchuan's lips parted, and he blinked his beautiful golden eyes.
Is it still hot?
Fu Sang shook his head, tightening his grip on the chopsticks.
Qiao Yunchuan pinched her fair and delicate cheek, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
Don't eat so fast next time.
Fu Sang nodded, looked away, and buried his head in eating his noodles.
The seafood noodles were delicious, and it seemed like there was something else added to them, which made them very refreshing.
After finishing his noodles, Qiao Yunchuan began to clean up.
Fu Sang moved a small stool to the back corridor and sat down.
The rain was still pouring down, splashing into the water and creating tiny sprays.
Qiao Yunchuan came out of the kitchen and, not seeing the girl, instinctively looked for her.
Fortunately, I saw a hem of a garment in the back room, so I made a cup of flower tea with hot water and carried it to the back room corridor.
The girl seemed to be lost in thought, her slender figure making one want to hold her in their arms.
Qiao Yunchuan put the cup aside, walked over and touched her shoulder.
Fu Sang snapped out of her daze, turned her head, and raised her small face.
Would you like some tea?
Fu Sang's eyes lit up slightly, and he asked, "What kind of tea?"
Qiao Yunchuan took the cup, handed it to her, and then sat down next to her.
Fu Sang took a sip of tea and exclaimed, "It's delicious!"
A smile touched Qiao Yunchuan's delicate features as he turned his head to look at the girl.
Fu Sang held his teacup, gazing at the foreign houses under the rain.
Is there anything fun to do here?
Since we're in another country, let's go out and have some fun.
Qiao Yunchuan stared into her beautiful, bright eyes.
【-Songkran Festival is in a few days, would you like to go?】
"I want to go."
A cool breeze blew by, and Fu Sang shivered involuntarily. The young man reached out and pulled her into his arms, giving her warmth.
Fu Sang leaned on his shoulder, his gaze fixed ahead.
“Yun Chuan, you should know that my father was a policeman. He sacrificed his life while on duty more than ten years ago…”
Qiao Yunchuan's eyes darkened as he listened silently to her story.
Fu Sang placed the teacup on the ground to the side.
After a moment of silence, he continued.
“Those people came to my house looking for something. It contained a lot of documents that involved the interests of many people…”
"If the evidence is released, the case of the Qiao Group president can be overturned."
Fu Sang looked up at him and said, "Yun Chuan, you must be the son of the president of Qiao's Group, right?"
Qiao Yunchuan nodded slightly, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
Fu Sang grabbed his shirt collar and said, "You deliberately stayed in the apartment building across from mine to observe my house, didn't you?"
【-no.】
Qiao Yunchuan's handsome face softened as he reached out and stroked her fair and tender face.
When I saw you at the bar, I realized I was smitten.
【-I'm in love with you.】
A look of infatuation appeared in the eyes of the handsome young man as he kissed the tip of her nose, their eyes drawing closer together.
I want to get closer to you; you're like a precious treasure that I want to explore.
Gradually...
The boy kissed her lips down, conquering her mouth with a forceful and passionate attitude, and entwining his tongue with hers.
Fu Sang couldn't help but wrap her arms around his beautiful neck, accepting the boy's passionate and deeply moved kiss.
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