"Mom is chasing Dad. It's so hard."
Assistant Cao touched his nose awkwardly, wondering if he should say that children who grew up abroad are just different.
He speaks in a very different way and is too precocious.
There was a noise outside, and Xu Ningjun pushed the door open. "You're here."
The house behind her was emitting a dim light. She stood in front of the warm light, her eyebrows and eyes shining brightly, like a wife waiting for her husband to come.
Cheng Chuan looked away and opened the door with his key.
When the door opened, a cold wind blew through his house and darkness filled the air.
"Have you been drinking?"
Walking over, Xu Ningjun twitched her nose. She felt that Cheng Chuan didn't drink.
"How much did you drink?"
She leaned forward to smell him, and the cool tip of her nose touched his cheek, which was itchy.
"Can you smell it?"
Cheng Chuan found it funny for a moment. She was standing in front of him. He was walking towards home, and she was backing away. Her heel hit the threshold and she stumbled.
Grabbing her waist with both hands, Cheng Chuan lifted her up.
Xu Ningjun swallowed the exclamation that was about to come out of his mouth and was helped to sit on the table.
He changed his shoes at the entrance and then went to the bathroom.
The sound of water could be heard from inside. Sitting in the dim house, Xu Ningjun swayed his legs back and forth.
Cheng Chuan took a shower and came out not long after.
When the lights in the living room were turned on, she was still sitting on the table, wearing a milky-colored pajamas, looking soft and cute.
He stood for a moment at a distance that was neither too close nor too far before walking over, supporting himself on the table with one hand, and kissing her.
"Hmm."
The bitter smell of alcohol filled his mouth and Xu Ningjun whimpered. Even after taking a shower, he couldn't get rid of the smell of alcohol.
How much did you drink?
It was like a cold shower, with cool steam lingering on her body.
She twisted uncomfortably and was pressed into someone's arms.
His big hands were restrained on her lower back, his lips lingered on hers, refusing to leave, and the blue stubble on his chin pricked her a little.
"I can't be late tomorrow, puppy."
Taking the opportunity to catch his breath, Xu Ningjun spoke. He opened his eyes, and his dark pupils were filled with deep fatigue.
Her heart ached when she saw this, and she touched his face with her slender fingers.
She was as fair as when she first came to the countryside, like a little pearl, and her little hand on his arm looked especially tender.
"Why did you drink tonight? Are you unhappy all day?"
Cheng Chuan didn't say anything, but just picked up Xu Ningjun and threw him on the bed.
The first floor is his room, which has a simple layout with a bed, desk and wardrobe.
Compared to the exquisiteness of her room, his room was much cleaner.
His thin pajamas were wet with the water remaining on his body, and his tight body was faintly revealed under the light.
"Wait a moment!"
Sitting astride the man, Xu Ningjun held Cheng Chuan's face with both hands and forced him to look at him.
He leaned against the bed screen, the bedside lamp cast a warm light, but his eyes were still cold and dark.
"I had to leave back then. Sister Meng's old man... well."
Her lips were blocked, and he pinched her lips open with his big hands, and pulled her into his arms.
He bit her tongue lightly as punishment, and Xu Ningjun pushed his chest repeatedly in pain.
Her kitten-like strength was no match for the man, whose surging passion was like a dark cloud pressing down on her.
Even though he was on the bottom and she seemed to be on top of him, she was actually dominated by him.
"Cheng Chuan, I have something to say."
"Do it or not? If not, get out of here."
The man's irritable and hoarse voice sounded. Xu Ningjun was startled and looked at the person in front of him with pursed lips.
She hadn't expected him to speak to her like that.
"You could clearly guess that I left Youyuan, so why wouldn't you let me explain?"
Cheng Chuan leaned back on the bed screen, tilted his head, and casually stroked her pink lips. With a little force, her soft lips were rubbed red by him.
The smell of alcohol gave him a bit of ruffian air, and his eyes were so dim that only a residual light remained.
"I don't want to hear it, and I'm not interested."
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