After Chen Yao finished teaching Fu Yunzhi, she stayed alone in the dance studio to practice a new choreography she had recently created.
She plans to use this new choreography for a competition in two months, so whenever she has time and is in good shape, she will practice it alone and see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted.
After practicing for nearly two hours, she felt a thin layer of sweat on her body and a heat emanating from her whole body.
She looked at the time, then turned off the accompanying music, picked up the water prepared beside her, and drank it slowly.
At this moment, the door of the dance studio was suddenly pushed open after being knocked three times.
She subconsciously looked over, thinking it was Fu Yunzhi coming over. Usually, she and Fu Yunzhi were the only ones in this dance studio.
But when she saw the person standing at the door, she was a little stunned. It was Fu Chuanlin.
"Why are you here? Aren't you busy today?" She looked into his deep eyes and asked in surprise.
Fu Chuanlin had actually been standing at the door watching her dance for quite a while.
When he first arrived, he knocked on the door but received no response. After asking Fu Yunzhi in advance and learning that she was the only one practicing in the dance studio, he slowly pushed the door open when there was no response and he could faintly hear the music accompaniment.
However, when the door was pushed less than halfway, he was so attracted by the scene before him that he forgot what he was doing.
Accompanied by the soft and gentle music, Chen Yao, wearing a layered white dress, was dancing gracefully under the lights with soft steps.
The beautiful white and slender neck shone in the light as if it was shining when it was raised.
The slender, soft and flexible arms drew perfect arcs in the air.
Her slender and soft waist shows different curvatures and graceful postures with every movement she makes.
Those long and beautiful legs, hidden behind layers of white gauze, appear and disappear, changing into different postures with each movement.
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Every step she took seemed to be precisely in tune with the beat of Fu Chuanlin's heart.
It was not until the dancing stopped, the music stopped, and Chen Yao raised her head to drink water from the cup that Fu Chuanlin came back to his senses.
He pushed the door open somewhat stiffly, and the noise attracted her attention. She asked him why he came here.
Fu Chuanlin released his hand from the door, walked towards her, and said in a hoarse voice, "After finishing my work, I heard Yunzhi say that you were practicing dancing, so I came to see you."
Chen Yao put down the water cup, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel, and asked him, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. Have you packed everything you need to take with you?"
Fu Chuanlin nodded absentmindedly, looking at her with burning eyes. He took the towel from her hand and whispered, "Let me help you wipe it."
Chen Yao knew he was leaving tomorrow, so she didn't refuse. She pointed to the sweat on her neck and said, "And here."
Fu Chuanlin followed the direction she pointed and looked at the delicate, smooth, white neck with beads of sweat on it. He inexplicably felt a little... hot.
He held the towel tightly in his hand and gently wiped the sweat from her neck. Then, he smelled a faint fragrance.
(The heroine’s setting has always been fragrant and sweaty.)
It seemed that every time she was hot enough to sweat, her body would emit a fragrance that was stronger than usual, like the scent of flowers, but not as strong as that of flowers.
Chen Yao only let him wipe her a few times and then took the towel back. Anyway, it was enough to show her the gesture. She would go back to take a shower soon, so there was no need to wipe her so carefully.
Fu Chuanlin also let go of her hand, but his eyes remained on her.
He seemed to have not yet recovered from her dance, and he looked a little... dazed.
Chen Yao was unaware of this and thought that he was too tired from work recently, so he looked a little absent-minded.
She gathered her things and prepared to turn off the lights and take him out of the dance studio.
But just as she turned off the lights and the room was pitch black with only the light coming in from the door, Fu Chuanlin suddenly put his arm around her waist and pressed her against the wall.
Chen Yao:!!!
She didn't know if it was because they missed each other because they hadn't been intimate for a few days, or if Fu Chuanlin was stimulated by something else, but this time the kiss was so hot that Chen Yao felt like she was about to melt.
Fu Chuanlin held Chen Yao's waist with one hand and the back of her neck with the other, holding her tightly in his arms.
"Fu Chuanlin, something's wrong. Why are you... so hot?" Chen Yao subconsciously touched his forehead. The temperature of his body was not right. It was hotter than usual. She was worried that he had a fever.
But just as her hand touched his forehead, he grabbed it and pressed it against the wall.
Then, the passionate kiss like a violent storm swept over Chen Yao even more wantonly.
His hot breath continued to entangle with hers, strong and passionate.
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Chen Yao was carried upstairs by Fu Chuanlin, and in his bathroom, a hot kiss fell again.
This time of washing up, accompanied by continuous passionate kisses, Chen Yao deeply felt his longing for her during this period of time.
It's only been a few days, and that's it...
Then when he comes back from his business trip abroad, doesn't that mean... he's going to eat her?
Chen Yao's body trembled subconsciously, and a feeling of shuddering and secret anticipation surged into her heart.
Not long after, Fu Chuanlin took her to take a quick shower, then wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her to the bed.
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