Chapter 98 Intimacy

The warm touch was fleeting, and Han Zhong licked the cream off his lips as if nothing had happened, then turned and walked towards the dining table.

Jiang Wu was stunned for a second before he reacted. He quickly turned around and asked, "Did you kiss me just now?"

Han Zhong paused and replied, "Yeah."

Um?

His calm reaction made Jiang Wu stunned. He began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory. So he walked around to Han Zhong with the cake in his hand and stared at the cream on his lips for a while. After confirming that it was not his illusion, he asked, "Why did you kiss me?"

Han Zhong looked calm, "I bumped into it by accident."

Jiang Wu was stunned, not understanding how he had accidentally touched it.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Han Zhong felt a little panicked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No." Jiang Wu blurted out, and then recalled the touch just now. It was soft, and he didn't have time to feel anything else.

He looked at Han Zhong's lips. They had a nice shape, with the upper lip slightly thinner and a slightly darker red. Because it had just been smeared with some cream, it was very shiny and looked soft and healthy.

Han Zhong's face turned red from his direct gaze. He looked away at the small cake in his hand and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Wu nodded and said it was delicious, and then subconsciously asked, "Would you like to try it?"

Han Zhong glanced at his red lips and raised his lips slightly, "No need, I've tried it before."

After saying that, he turned and went into the kitchen. Jiang Wu looked at him puzzledly from behind, always feeling that this man was weird.

Han Zhong looked as steady as an old dog, but in fact his heart was shaking. After entering the kitchen, he stood in front of the cabinet for a long time before calming down. As a result, when he turned around, he met a pair of clear eyes, and his heart almost stopped beating with fright.

"…What's wrong?"

"You're a little weird."

"Are there any?" Han Zhong calmly turned to make coffee and asked, "Would you like a cup? It won't be too bitter if you add milk and sugar, and it can also help relieve the greasy feeling when paired with a small cake."

"real?"

“…”

It's easy to fool.

After returning from Qingming Mountain, Jiang Wu took a few days to rest at home to study the black jade ring given to him by Han Zhong, and compared it with Nie Yumeng's jade ring. He found that Nie Yumeng's black jade ring was more similar to the Gou Ye jade ring that Tang Lin bought. It was a variety of black ice jadeite and its color was like ink.

The one Han Zhong gave him was pure black with an oily luster, more like the top-grade imperial black jade, which got its name because it was loved by emperors of all dynasties.

Jiang Wu looked at the black jade ring and suddenly remembered that Yan Zhong seemed to have had such black jade in the past. About the ninth year after Yan Zhong ascended the throne, on Yan Zhong’s birthday, a local official came from afar and sent a palm-sized black jade stone.

The part of the jet-black jade that protruded from the stone looked like a meditating monk. Because of its auspicious meaning, it was sent to Yan Zhong as a birthday gift. However, Yan Zhong was rectifying the atmosphere in the court at that time, so the official was dismissed from his post on the spot for doing so. At the same time, he took the opportunity to remove an old minister who was involved in corruption. Later, the black jade was placed in the national treasury and gathered dust.

He had only taken a casual glance at it at the time. Now, a thousand years had passed, and he didn't know into whose hands all those good things in Yanzhong's treasury had fallen.

Han Zhong saw him carrying the black jade several times, and thought that he really liked it, so he asked a friend in the jewelry industry to help him find this kind of black jade.

The person on the other end said that he had a rough stone recently and asked him what style he wanted it to be made into.

Han Zhong glanced at the person curled up on the sofa, lowered his head and replied, "Men's couple's rings."

The other side quickly replied that the construction period would take about a month. Han looked at the time again and agreed because he would start his annual leave in a month.

Jiang Wu, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to be aware of the sight behind him. He turned around and looked at him, tilting his head to express doubt.

"It's OK."

Han Zhong walked over, bent down and kissed the top of his head, ran his fingertips through his slightly long black hair, and asked softly, "Your hair is a bit long, shall I go with you to get a haircut?"

Jiang Wu felt his fingers gently caressing his scalp, and he felt a little itchy and couldn't help but pull his hand, "You can't cut it, it's useful."

Han Zhong guessed that they might need to shoot a costume drama later, so he didn't ask any more questions. He rested one hand on the back of the sofa and with the other hand, he held Jiang Wu's hand and pulled it into his arms.

“Hmm—”

Jiang Wu's hand was pulled back and he leaned back unconsciously, even his neck tilted back involuntarily, his eyes met Han Zhong's lowered black eyes behind him, dark as the night and bright as the stars.

Han Zhong's eyes lingered on the graceful lines of his neck and his lips that were slightly open due to his leaning back. His throat tightened slightly, and finally he lowered his head and lightly touched his forehead with his lips.

"Leave."

After saying this, he couldn't help stroking his wrist a few times, and then turned around and left decisively.

Jiang Wu, who had his head rubbed, his hands grabbed, and his forehead kissed from behind, still kept looking up at the ceiling with a confused look on his face.

Something is wrong. It's very wrong. Ever since that day when Han Joong accidentally kissed me, he has been "accidentally" doing that every now and then, and he has added a lot of small actions, either touching his hair, or pinching his hand, or doing nothing and just looking at me with a half-smile. When I ask him about it, he says it's okay.

If Jiang Wu hadn't asked Yao Ping and found out that he seemed to be in a good mood recently, he would have suspected that he was hiding something from him.

Outside the door, Yao Ping stood by the car and checked the time for the fourth time before he saw that his boss was finally late. He sighed in his heart as he opened the door. This was the fifth time this week that his boss, who always arrived at the office half an hour early, was late.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. Please come back half an hour later next week."

"OK."

As soon as the car started moving, Han Zhong took out his cell phone and sent a message to Jiang Wu, asking him what he was doing.

Jiang Wu quickly replied with a speechless cartoon puppy emoticon, which was very cute. Han Zhong smiled, saved the puppy emoticon, and asked him what he planned to do today.

Jiang Wu replied that he had to shoot a commercial and probably wouldn't be able to come back for dinner. Han Zhong was a little disappointed and wanted to ask him if he could come back earlier. But then he thought that if Jiang Wu became famous in the future, he would only be busier. He couldn't always ask Jiang Wu to come back early. This would undoubtedly hinder his career and was a little selfish.

It happened to be an actor, he couldn't help but sigh.

Yao Ping heard a sigh from the back seat and glanced at the rearview mirror, "What's wrong, President Han?"

Han Zhong was about to say that it was okay, but suddenly he remembered something, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to propose? What's going on?"

Yao Ping smiled bitterly, "Mr. Han, you're already starting to hurt me so much so early in the morning."

"...Failed?"

"Um."

"Why? Aren't you two very close?"

"Maybe that's just my illusion." Yao Ping smiled a little reluctantly, "We haven't gone out together for a long time. I can't accompany her every time on her birthday. She said she's used to not having me around."

The last sentence was very serious. Even though Han Zhong had never been in a relationship, he could still hear the meaning behind it. He frowned and said, "In two days, I will ask the HR department to hire another assistant to help you share some of the work as much as possible."

"Thank you, Mr. Han, but it's not necessary. We... have decided to calm down for a while."

“…”

Han Zhong was slightly stunned. He had never thought that the people who had been together for more than three years would break up just like that. He suddenly thought of what Rong Anzhou said before leaving that day, and he suddenly felt a little confused.

He couldn't imagine the scene of him and Jiang Wu reaching that day, nor could he imagine the reason why they would reach that day. However, Jiang Wu liked him so much, so it would probably be his problem then.

Come to think of it, he never asked Jiang Wu why he liked him. Was it because of his face? After all, their first time was on the balcony of the Golden Land Hotel, and Jiang Wu didn't react because he didn't see his face. Later, in the Champs Elysees Villa, it was only after turning on the lights and seeing his face that she pestered him.

He subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror in the car and suddenly felt a little worried. He was almost 30 years old. Should he start taking care of his skin? Moreover, he had not been exercising recently. His abdominal muscles were a little unclear. He had to recover.

"Assistant Yao, remind me to exercise at 4:30 every day."

"……yes."

Assistant Yao, who was still in an emo mood due to a broken heart, looked at his boss who suddenly became very energetic in the rearview mirror and responded silently.