Chapter 171 Can You Dance?
"Not getting off the bus," he said.
His voice was deep and husky, with a strong hint of alcohol.
After a few seconds of pause, he added, "Sit with me for a while."
Fang Li was stunned for a moment, her long eyelashes blinked twice quickly, and she nodded: "Oh."
Outside the car.
A hint of embarrassment crossed Aunt Rong's face, and she quickly and carefully closed the car door.
At the moment the door closed, Fang Li saw a knowing expression flash across Lin Mo's face.
"Madam, I'll leave the boss to you. I'll go back first." Lin Mo's voice came through the gap in the car window.
Fang Li moved her body and was about to stand up and say something when the big hand holding hers suddenly loosened and the long arm rose and fell on her back.
She was pressed directly into the man's arms and could not move at all.
Fang Li had no choice but to reply with a stiff neck: "Okay, drive slowly."
"Know."
As soon as Lin Mo left, Aunt Rong also hid back with the servants.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Especially inside the car, it was so quiet that only the sounds of the two people breathing, one heavy and one soft, could be heard.
besides.......
Fang Li's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed a little bit, allowing herself to lean in the man's arms.
Listening to his heartbeat, she couldn't help but raise her hand to that hot spot and said softly, "Han Xi...are you drunk?"
The person above me didn't respond for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, a soft sound uttered from his throat: ".......Hmm."
Fang Li curled her lips.
So this is what he looks like when he's drunk.
He didn't speak or move, pretending to be deep to hide his drunkenness.
There was a rhythmic beating in her ears, and Fang Li murmured: "Your heartbeat is so fast..."
Han Xi's straight Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his lightly covered eyes moved and slowly opened. He lowered his head to look at Fang Li who was lying obediently in his arms. His black eyes were dark and deep, with a faint burning sensation.
Her nostrils were filled with the familiar scent of a man, mixed with the rich aroma of alcohol. Fang Li had clearly not drunk any alcohol tonight, but as she smelled it, she felt a little tipsy. Her mind was hazy, and her eyes were squinting, almost glued together.
Han Xi lowered his eyes and saw Fang Li's eyes getting smaller and smaller, and soon they closed completely.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, a gentle warmth flashed in his eyes, he leaned back in his chair with his head tilted back and breathed a sigh of relief, then opened the car door, picked up the woman in his arms, got out of the car and walked towards the main house door.
As soon as the two got out of the car, the slightly cool air outside surrounded their bodies and Fang Li woke up.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself suspended in mid-air. The man's sharp jaw was in front of her. She was stunned for a moment, and a hint of nervousness suddenly flashed in her eyes: "Put me down, I can walk by myself."
Unfortunately, the man remained unmoved.
Fang Li wanted to struggle, but she didn't know what state he was in. She was afraid that he was drunk and just pretending to be sober. She shook him and they fell together again.
Soon, Aunt Rong heard footsteps and opened the door.
Han Xi carried her into the villa smoothly, without even changing his shoes, and walked straight upstairs.
In the master bedroom, Han Xi carried her into the room, closed the door with his foot, then strode over and gently placed her on the bed.
The moment he put down the pear, he leaned forward deeply.
His arms were pressed behind Fang Li, the two of them were facing each other, their eyes meeting, their auras blending, but they were only a fist's distance away.
The tension in my heart when I found myself being hugged by Han Xi reached its peak at this moment.
There was no light in the room, only a halo of light coming in from the window.
It was dim and I could just make out the vague outlines.
Han Xi's eyes were originally dark and deep, and with the contrast of the night, his eyes were now surging with a deep and burning undercurrent, like a black hole embedded in the vast universe, almost sucking people in and crushing them.
Although it is already early autumn, the nights are no longer as hot as in midsummer.
Fang Li didn't know why, but she still felt that the temperature in the room was rising little by little, especially the man on her body, who was like a scorching wall of fire, not only burning himself, but also igniting her.
"Han Xi...you..."
"Can you dance?" the man lying on top of her suddenly asked.
Fang Li was stunned and even stopped breathing.
Han Xi's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you remember the sports meet held by the school when you were in the second grade of junior high school?"
"......." Fang Li was stunned for a long time before she guessed that he was talking about her school.
Fang Li pursed her lips and said, "I remember. But you shouldn't have been abroad at that time..."
Han Xi's lips curled up, but he didn't answer her question. Instead, he continued, "Your school requires each class to perform a program, and yours is waltz."
Fang Li was surprised. How could he know all this?
Han Xi said: "The guy you were working with at the time was a guy wearing glasses. He was as small as a chicken."
As he spoke, there was a deep look of disgust in his eyes.
"Standing next to you, he seems even shorter than you. Seeing you struggling to spin around while holding his hand, I wonder if your homeroom teacher has a problem with his eyes. Not only did he schedule a program that's detrimental to the healthy growth of teenagers, but he also chose a dwarf for the princess."
Princess?
Dwarf?
Fang Li had the illusion that the person in front of her was not Han Xi.
Otherwise, how could she hear such... childish words from that always calm and indifferent man? !
Fang Li didn't know what she was thinking. She clearly thought he was childish, but she couldn't help but reply, "He's not short anymore. I saw him two years ago. He was about the same size as you."
"Who are you talking about?"
The room was dim, and Fang Li didn't see the danger that flashed across the man's slightly narrowed black eyes when he heard her say, "Not short anymore...almost the same size as you."
"I said that boy was the monitor of our class at the time. I think his name was Zhang Zhengan. He studied physical education in college and now he's 5'80"—not short at all."
"Zhang Zhengan?"
"That should be the name."
"A big guy of 1.8 meters?"
"Ah. Just as much."
The danger in Han Xi's eyes could not be concealed.
At this moment, Fang Li realized that the arm that was pressed behind her had been pulled out at some point and was now around her waist.
The man on her narrowed his eyes slightly, with a wicked smile on his lips: "Not short anymore?"
"No..." Fang Li's words came to her lips, but her tongue suddenly trembled and she muttered, "Short."
"Hmm?" Han Xi curled his lips: "Short or not?"
Fang Li bit her lip and said firmly: "Short!"
The danger in Han Xi's eyes faded slightly, and the curve of his mouth showed his current mood, which was comforted again.
He stared at her dimly and said, "No matter how short he is, I was thinking at that time that from now on, the only person standing next to you will be me, and I will be your dance partner."
Fang Li's breathing was still slightly tense as she stared at him nervously.
The man lying on her suddenly stood up, stood by the bed and stretched out his hand to her, his eyes full of tenderness and his actions were very gentlemanly.
When Fang Li looked at his appearance at the moment, her heart felt like it was hit by something heavy, dull and swollen, with a strong and hot feeling surging in it.
She couldn't help but curl her lips along with him, stood up with her arms, and placed her hand in his palm.
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