Chapter 971 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 67

Author: Feifei my heart

Chapter 971 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 67

Unable to wait for the boiling sobering soup to cool down, he poured himself a glass of cold water, stood in front of the window, and took a sip with his eyes lowered. The cold water temperature penetrated the tip of his tongue, suppressing the burning sensation in his throat and making him look cold.

Deserted.

Turn your face sideways and look at the scenery outside the window.

The shirt was still loose on his body, with most of the buttons unbuttoned, and he was holding a water glass in one hand, his wrist bones bulging.

In the dim light, the lights were on his body, which was different from usual. His body, which was pure and disciplined, was stained with lust and desire. It was both cold and debauched. The sense of confrontation made people addicted and lost their souls.

The sight made my mouth go dry.

Chu Jinan hugged his knees with his hands and sat on the bedside. Seeing that he was still coming over, he stepped on the wooden floor with his bare feet, walked behind him, put his arms around him, pressed his face against his straight back, and called out

Say: "Fourth brother."

Fu Rongheng let her hug him and said hum.

Chu Jinan didn't know what he was thinking. Did he interpret her uneasiness as rejection.

Her heartbeat had not yet calmed down, so she mustered up the courage to slowly follow the lines of his shirt and touch the belt buckle of his military trousers. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her voice became hoarse: "I do."

Fu Rongheng completely paused and remained silent.

Chu Jinan couldn't see his face, but could only feel that his body was strong and tense, so close through her shirt, and the strength burned to the bottom of her heart, making her throat thirsty.

That time at the theater, or just now, she could feel that he had thought about it... but stopped.

She wanted to too.

Whether it is his heart or body, he wants to belong to her completely, so that he can comfort himself from worrying about gains and losses for so many years.

Chu Jinan's palms were sweaty, and he untied his belt buckle unskillfully. The two bodies hugged each other closely in the snowy night, and the subtle sounds could be clearly heard in the silence.

Fu Rongheng held her hand and stopped Chu Jinan's movements. With one force, he easily brought her to the front and leaned against the window to look at her.

"Fourth brother is not as gentleman as you think. If you keep doing this, you will never get over it." His voice was low and clear, and he was still drunk, so he was a little more lazy.

Looking at her eyes, there was a layer of ice and a layer of desire. It was hard to tell whether it was ruthlessness or passion.

Chu Jinan's back was against the window, his heart was uneasy, his fingers were still entangled with the buttons of his shirt, and he slid them down carelessly. His cheeks were fair and thin, and he replied stubbornly: "Then it won't end."

Behind her was the gray sky, and the white snow illuminated the night a little, intertwined with the lights in the house, and mixed into a hazy yellow color, flowing on her smooth skin.

The left side of the off-white sweater slipped a little, revealing the graceful shoulders. In the cold wind, she shivered a little. She was so fragile, would she also be made to shiver.

The smile in Fu Rongheng's eyes faded, and he stared at her silently. After a long while, he placed the cold water cup on the cabinet beside him, then made a snap sound and landed on Chu Jinxin's head.

She concentrated on the man's movements, and the next second, she was lifted up and carried to the window frame. Half of her body leaned out, and she could only cling tightly to him.

He held the window firmly with one hand, pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head. Her back was still as straight as a soldier, and half of her face was sunk in the light and snow, without revealing any clues. The terrible atmosphere made people confused.

"After we go back, we will get married."

For a moment, Chu Jinan's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He never talks, he only does.

He placed a non-affectionate kiss on her ear: "I'll give it to you when the time comes."

The cold wind howled, and there was total silence. It flowed into her clothes and ruffled his shirt. He was dressed wildly, but not half abstinent. It was her longing when she was young.
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