The southern wind, mixed with sea breeze, is humid and salty, blowing warmth and sweat onto people’s bodies.
Ruan ngxi’s wrist was held by Qi Zeyan, while her other hand clutched the water she had just bought, icy cold water, its bottle covered in a layer of condensation, cool and refreshing.
At this mont, she still felt as if she were dreaming, everything seed so unreal.
Since their relationship had been exposed online, everything ca rushing in, even Qi Zeyan’s appearance at the club felt like a scene from an idol drama, and at this mont, her head still felt a bit dizzy.
Pulled into the elevator by him, it was still empty inside, before she could react, Qi Zeyan suddenly yanked her forcefully.
Caught off guard—
Ruan ngxi collided completely into him, his body was very warm, his breaths chaotic.
His sweaty hands cupped her face, leaning down to kiss her.
His movents were too rushed, coupled with the inexperience of a rookie, this ti, it didn’t resemble the entanglent in idol dramas, instead it caused Ruan ngxi pain, and the bottled water she held also dropped, rolling all the way to the elevator door.
"Hiss—" Ruan ngxi gasped in pain.
He didn’t feel like he was kissing, it felt more like he was gnawing on her.
"I’m sorry." His voice deep and husky, "Does it hurt?"
"It’s okay..."
The last syllable hadn’t even been fully spoken, already swallowed completely by him.
Breathing was chaotic...
At this mont, Ruan ngxi felt like she was about to suffer a sunstroke in the sumr, while Qi Zeyan seed to have found so thod.
Until the elevator reached the 7th floor, "Ding—" a sound, the door slowly opened, he then leaned to her neck, slightly adjusting his breathing.
The hotel air conditioning chilled people to the bones, yet their bodies felt like they were on fire.
"Xixi—" Qi Zeyan’s breathing had cald, but Ruan ngxi’s forehead rested on his chest, her heart still pounding.
When he spoke, even his breath seed hooked, as if enticing soone.
Warm.
"Which room are you staying in?"
"725." Ruan ngxi’s mind was dizzy, so she just directly told him.
"Where’s the room card?"
"In the pocket..."
Later in the process, when Ruan ngxi recalled, she couldn’t rember how exactly she took him to her room, "Wait outside for a mont, I’ll tidy up."
She lived alone, so there weren’t many things to avoid; even personal items were honestly placed around.
Qi Zeyan watched her swipe the card and open the door, perhaps due to the trauma from being blocked outside by Ruan Daqiang last ti, he didn’t dare wait at the door, glanced at her twice, and suddenly bent down, hooked her leg, and picked her up completely.
Ruan ngxi had never been carried like this in her life, the world spun, the sudden sensation of weightlessness made her panicked, instinctively exclaid.
"Bang—" the door was shut with force.
This was a small single room, a couple of steps from the door to the bed, Qi Zeyan sat down on the bed with her in his arms, and she ended up sitting on him in an extrely embarrassing position, face to face.
"You..." Ruan ngxi was truly quite frightened.
Growing up watching idol dramas, who hadn’t imagined being carried by the male lead, though with Ruan ngxi’s build, she thought...
It would crush the male lead to death!
And then the whole show would end.
Now sitting on him, her waist pressed by him, the posture was intensely awkward, plus with little clothing, she blushed involuntarily.
"What are you doing?"
"I was afraid you wouldn’t let in."
"Let down first." Ruan ngxi really couldn’t bear such an embarrassing intimate posture, she wanted to escape, but Qi Zeyan wouldn’t let her.
Perhaps unexpectedly, when Ruan ngxi struggled hard, her strength was so great, she slid off him completely.
Underestimating the height of the bed, a slight carelessness, she slipped and bumped into his stomach.
Qi Zeyan rely groaned, his face changed.
Ruan ngxi clumsily climbed up, two seconds later she realized she’d bumped into sothing, stood there dumbly, not daring to look at him.
Qi Zeyan felt, between them, probably not much romantic could happen.
Seeing his face turning grim, his whole body tense, face increasingly bleak, she was both nervous and guilty, surprisingly she didn’t know what to say?
Could it be...
She broke it.
What to do? Impossible.
Ruan ngxi was in a ss ntally, clueless as to what to say, just staring at him blankly, Qi Zeyan moved, got up, and sighed deeply.
"Are you... are you okay?" She asked timidly, voice low, "About that..."
"Do you want to go to the bathroom... to check, check that."
"About that..." Ruan ngxi, both guilty and nervous, "Should we go to the Hospital?"
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