1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 373 Aunt: I'll help you take it off

After obtaining Liu Xiaoli's consent, Cheng Kaiyan no longer paid attention to the matter.

However, the news that Beijing Film Studio was about to shoot Cheng Kaiyan's novel "Love Letter" had unknowingly fermented in Xiaowei Hutong.

The neighbors had never seen such a new thing happen around them, and the news spread quickly. Coupled with the fame Cheng Kaiyan had accumulated in the past few years, the incident spread throughout the alley in an instant, and many people in the surrounding alleys also knew about it.

Several young girls and married women in the yard would come into the house from time to time to chat. The little girl Zhan Xinyu even clamored to be an actor, which made Cheng Kaiyan very helpless.

Fortunately, everyone was sensible. It was just a little lively on the first day, but it became quiet afterwards.

It’s only the 10th of February now, and we’ll be gone to Japan for filming until at least the end of March.

At most, Cheng Kaiyan would find time to go to the Beijing Film Studio to check out the situation and ask himself if he needed any preparations. He didn't want this incident to affect his life.

So I turned my attention back to revising the outline of "Atonement". I revised the outline in the evening and went to bed at 9:30.

The next morning was a cloudy day with low clouds.

"Wow..."

Early in the morning, Cheng Kaiyan went out on his bike.

On the Second Ring Road, the spring rain fell like drizzle, but fortunately it was not heavy.

The fine raindrops came towards Cheng Kaiyan who was riding a bicycle like mist, instantly making her face cool and refreshing, which refreshed Cheng Kaiyan who had woken up early.

Today I am going to the library of Beijing Normal University to look for materials from the Republic of China period. Without sufficient understanding of this period, Cheng Kaiyan would not easily write "Atonement".

Because I tried to write a few hundred words of introduction last night, but the more I wrote, the more things felt wrong. It felt quite awkward and didn't have the flavor of that era.

What is the taste?
It may be the feeling that in times of chaos and war, civilians live in hardship, while the upper class lives in extravagance.

In one second, there was the decadent music in Shanghai's dance halls, and in the next second, there was the dark, foul-smelling slums.

This work "Atonement", whether it is the winner of any of the prestigious literary awards or the plot concept of the work constructed based on two stories.

All of these destined it to be different from the works Cheng Kaiyan had written before. Cheng Kaiyan had high hopes for this work, so he was particularly serious about it.

While thinking about things, I rode in the drizzle and breeze.

After about twenty minutes' drive, Cheng Kaiyan was unfortunately soaked all over.

"Tsk, drizzle is still rain. I should have brought my raincoat earlier."

In a roadside credit union, under a tin roof.

Cheng Kaiyan looked at her military coat which had darkened in color from dark green to dark green. Fortunately, it was not completely wet and was semi-transparent.

The weather is damp and cold at this time, probably a few degrees below zero.

Even the slightest breeze blowing on his body made him shiver with cold.

"Come on, your clothes are all wet, let's go to your aunt's place quickly."

Cheng Kaiyan looked up at the street shrouded in rain and fog, a helpless smile formed on his frozen face, and he pedaled into the rain.

Leaving a back view and the crisp sound of bells to passers-by.

A quarter of an hour later, we finally arrived at the teachers' compound.

"Xiao Cheng? Why are you here in such heavy rain? Don't you have an umbrella? You are soaked all over. Change your clothes quickly or you will catch a cold."

Go up to the fourth floor and walk to the door of your house.

Aunt Lin, who was sitting at the door across the street eating, was shocked to see him soaking wet, with his hair sticking to his head and water dripping down.

"It started raining halfway through."

Cheng Kaiyan shuddered and was about to find the key to open the door impatiently.

Aunt Lin stood up and walked over, shouting at the top of her voice: "Professor Jiang, Professor Jiang, please come out. Cheng Kaiyan is here and she is soaking wet."

The soundproofing in this building is average, and sounds like this can be heard clearly even through a layer.

About twenty seconds later, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the room.

Click—the door opened, and a cold and beautiful woman appeared before him.

Jiang Ting glanced at him, who was dripping wet, with a hint of heartache and concern, and said coldly: "Why don't you come in quickly!"

"...Goodbye, Aunt Lin."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded and waved to Aunt Lin.

Then Jiang Ting pulled him into the house by his wet arm, and the door slammed shut.

This is clearly angry, right?

Who messed with her?

Cheng Kaiyan glanced at the calendar on the door that was shaking violently and muttered to himself.

Following my aunt, I walked through the living room and into the corridor.

"Take off all your clothes and dry yourself first. I'll get you a basin of hot water to warm you up."

The beautiful woman gave the order with a cold face while pushing him into the bathroom. Then she took a dry red towel from the hook and stuffed it into his arms, then turned around and left neatly.

Cheng Kaiyan watched her leave and wiped her wet hair with a towel.

A corner of the towel brushed past the tip of my nose, and a faint body fragrance flashed by.

Soon the beautiful woman reappeared and walked in with a basin of steaming water. The water was sloshing violently, and her small feet in slippers moved hurriedly.

"Slower!"

Cheng Kaiyan glanced at her worriedly, afraid that she would be scalded and fall.

The beautiful woman gave him an indifferent glance and placed the basin in the sink with a thump.

Water droplets splashed.

She took a towel and threw it into the basin, then turned her head and frowned:
"Didn't I tell you to take off your wet clothes first?"

The beautiful woman felt a little uneasy. Why was Cheng Kaiyan so disobedient?
"Wait a minute."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded casually, thinking that this little cold was nothing.

He is not Xiaoli, who caught a cold after eating rabbit for a while.

As soon as she finished speaking, the beautiful woman's displeasure was already evident.

A burst of cold fragrance hit me.

Then he found that the beautiful woman was approaching him. The two were very close, and her round and plump breasts were almost less than a fist away from him.

"Dong dong..."

His heart beat faster and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but the beautiful woman quickly raised her hand and pulled him back.

The beautiful woman looked up at him, her eyes cold and sharp: "Why are you hiding? Dry your hair. Wet hair is the easiest to catch a cold. I'll help you take off your clothes."

Without waiting for Cheng Kaiyan's consent, the beautiful woman stretched out her two pink and cold white hands, came to Cheng Kaiyan's neck, and unbuttoned his military coat.

The slender, bony fingers occasionally rubbed his throat, and the soft palms pressed against his chest.

Cheng Kaiyan could feel the warmth and smoothness of the jade-like skin.

He swallowed subconsciously, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, actively touching the back of the beautiful woman's hand.

"call……"

Cheng Kaiyan's breathing became a little heavier.

Then the beautiful woman unbuttoned her clothes one by one from top to bottom, from her neck to her belly.

"It seems a bit hot?"

Cheng Kaiyan muttered softly.

(End of this chapter)