Chapter 948 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 44

Author: Feifei my heart

Chapter 948 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 44

She didn't want to be left behind, so she lowered her head and thought for a moment, staring at the buttons on his white shirt at close range, and moving her perspective downwards, she saw the hand on her waist.

A little distracted.

It was really a tight squeeze that could not be resisted, and it was trapped in the folds of the skirt. She felt a little pain in her waist and more numbness, as if his hand had reached under her skirt and could not isolate the burning temperature.

Even his joints showed the coldness and nobility of a superior. His face was immersed in the lingering smoke of tea, and he was leisurely listening to the play.

Such thoughts feel like blasphemy.

Chu Jinan was shocked and came to his senses. He felt very guilty and did not dare to let Fu Rongheng know what he was thinking. He moved uncomfortably on his lap and secretly wondered if the fourth master's hands were valuable.

She shook her fingers at the expensive heavy wood table next to her, looked at the tea he had drank, and stammered, her ending sounding as soft as an accusation.

"How can fourth brother be so coaxing? He doesn't even show his face. It's so perfunctory."

She just wanted to see him.

She was indeed angry at that time, but who would have thought that what happened with the jade pendant later, she still didn't dare to tell Fu Rongheng, she felt guilty even looking into his eyes, and it was her fault.

Fu Rongheng was sitting very steadily, his legs were made of warm soft jade, and he was listening to the opera Qianqiu. When he heard the words, he laughed, said nothing, and leaned against the dull light and shadow.

There was no one to disturb him in the secluded side room. When he lowered his eyes and said nothing, he felt leisurely, elegant and gentlemanly.

It seemed that he was really interested, and he listened to the play in silence. The two of them stayed quiet for a while. She wanted to leave but he wouldn't let her go. Then he looked at her and said, "Unbutton your shirt for me."

Chu Jinan was stunned for two seconds, because he was shocked by his words.

With this posture, I looked at the buttons of his shirt that were buttoned all the way to the top, and then I realized that it must be too restrictive and uncomfortable.

He has always been solemn and upright to the outside world. Even when he listens to a play, he is not so relaxed because of the presence of outsiders.

Chu Jinan raised her hand and touched the collar of his shirt. The edges were so smooth that they looked like they could scratch someone. She didn't dare to look into his eyes for some reason. She knew he was looking at her.

She gently and carefully unbuttoned two shirt buttons for him without taking a closer look, but the outline of his collarbone still came into view, making her face warm.

The bones of this body are too cold and high up. Under the clothes is a forbidden color. Many people yearn for it, but it can't invade it at all.

Now that he was so close, with such an intimate posture, the desires she had had when she was young were fulfilled.

In the breath, there is a faint and refreshing fragrance from his body, that kind of old smell, which makes people sober.

"It smells like rouge." Chu Jinan's throat felt itchy and he deliberately picked at it.

Standing on the iron board, Fu Rongheng raised his eyes and said, "Come on, they haven't come close to me."

Chu Jinan hummed softly, but the next second, he was turned away carelessly.

She turned her back to him, sat on his lap, and pressed her back against the man. She couldn't help but make a dazed sound, small and weak.

But before she could say anything, a cool kiss fell on her earlobe.

Chu Jinan shuddered and subconsciously clenched his hand: "Fourth brother..."

His kiss was too cold, and his mouth was too thin. He kissed all the way down her earlobe and landed on her face, causing a burning sensation. His slightly open mouth breathed on her ear, and his voice was low and apathetic.

: "Don't want to?"

The question was asked in a nonchalant way, but it seemed like it could cast a spell.

Chu Jinan couldn't see his face, but could only feel his silent breath on her face, and stayed for a long time: "There is someone."

She whispered, her mind was blank, God, this is ridiculous...

When the onlookers downstairs raised their heads, they could see the shadow of the person through the window.

How could he do whatever he wanted in a place like this?
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