Hancheng: There is a door between me and the future

Chapter 147 Crispy Fried Chicken Wings (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
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Send me the address, I'll head out right away.

"Don't you know where it is?"

"Send it again... give me some sense of ceremony in going."

Less than two minutes later, another text message popped up on Da Longzai's phone.

Xiu Yuan: Get ready, I'm coming.

After changing his clothes, the little dragon stared at the screen, licked his lips, and felt a slight unease in his heart.

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More than half an hour later.

Just as the doorbell rang, Da Longzai had dimmed the lights, lit the candles, and laid out the blanket on the sofa.

The TV was still on, playing a late-night food program, with hot fried chicken being zoomed in repeatedly, oil splattering everywhere.

As she happily walked over and opened the door, she saw Lin Xiuyuan, who had just been on her phone, standing at the door in casual clothes, his coat still carrying the scent of the night dew from when he went out.

"You're really here."

The little dragon cub, leaning against the doorframe, raised an eyebrow at him with amusement.

Lin Xiuyuan looked at her bare feet and slightly askew skirt and chuckled, "You're dressed like this, if I didn't come, wouldn't I seem a bit clueless about romance?"

"Then don't expect to relax too much tonight."

With a light laugh, the little dragon half-pushed and half-pulled Lin Xiuyuan inside.

Then the door slammed shut, as if shutting out the hustle and bustle of the entire city.

The fried chicken on TV was still coated in sauce, but inside the house, there was an even hotter smell than the fried chicken itself.

Just as Lin Xiuyuan was about to speak, she pulled him into her arms, kissing him while laughing, "Stop talking nonsense and let your eight-pack abs do the talking."

"Shouldn't we wait?"

"Have you been seeing sluts these past few days?"

Lin Xiuyuan laughed at her unexpected remark, then reached out and hugged her. "No, I just wanted to say that since we're already here, we should at least take a look around your apartment first. Besides, didn't you say you'd blow-dry my hair? My hair isn't dry yet."

The lighting was dim, and the background was the sizzling sound of fried chicken on the TV, creating a strange atmosphere with the aroma and ambiguity.

After hearing Lin Xiuyuan's words, Dalongzai suddenly looked up, his eyes bright and moist, as if he was enduring something, or as if he was coaxing, "So, would you like to see the clothes I just changed into, or would you like to see my apartment?"

Lin Xiuyuan was taken aback. Before he could answer, she had already taken a step back.

Then, right in front of him, she slowly pulled down the loose knitted dress.

She wore nothing underneath, with no inner layer whatsoever.

The barefoot dragon cub's bare shoulders revealed graceful lines, and its skin shone with an extremely captivating luster under the light, every inch like delicate silk.

She smiled and twirled around, as if she were walking her own fashion show. Her skirt eventually slipped down to her ankles, which she gently lifted with one foot before walking closer step by step.

"I miss you so much, Xiuyuan."

The little dragon whispered in his ear.

Her tone was no longer playful, but instead held a burning passion: "In all these years, I've never missed a man like this before. You really are the first, Xiuyuan."

In fact, Da Longzai wasn't lying; it's just that what she missed wasn't just Lin Xiuyuan.

There's also the possibility of that 'youth'.

During those nights in Singapore, after returning to the hotel and removing his makeup, Da Longzai would always stand in front of the mirror and look at his face for a long time.

Even though I've seen it countless times over the years.

But the return of her smooth, radiant, and elastic skin made Da Longzai realize the truth of what he had said to Li Juli on the plane.

She initially intended to take it as a joke and move on, but after receiving 'praise' from her staff, makeup artist, and stylist, Da Longzai finally realized that it might not be a joke after all.

So when she took Li Juli's words seriously, she began to have sleepless nights.

When she returned to Seoul and received a message from Lin Xiuyuan, she was so excited and expectant that if he hadn't said he was having dinner with friends, she probably would have gone straight to him.

But it's not too late now, the other person is standing right in front of me.

Thinking of this, Da Longzai reached out and gently pulled up the hem of his T-shirt, his fingers lightly tracing the muscle lines of his abdomen. "What's so great about blow-drying your hair, Xiu Yuan?"

Just as Lin Xiuyuan was about to respond, she pulled him back toward the sofa.

She suddenly turned around in front of the sofa and pushed him back, causing Lin Xiuyuan to sit down heavily.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xiuyuan was startled: Another sofa?
But in an instant, the little dragon knelt between his knees, like a docile yet dangerous puppy, looking up at him with eyes full of control and seduction.

"Let me check whether it's Xiu Yuan's problem or I'm overthinking it."

After saying this, she didn't give Lin Xiuyuan time to react or answer, and directly pressed herself against him.

Her movements were as bold as a skilled diva on stage, full of the emotional waves unique to women.

A moment later, the blanket tilted to one side, and the remote control fell to the ground.

And then, on TV, the narration for the fried chicken show started playing at an inopportune moment:

"The real secret to perfect flavor is to evenly distribute the heat to every corner..."

“Listen,” she said, kissing his earlobe and laughing, “How fitting.”

Lin Xiuyuan's vision blurred from her kisses, and his breathing became erratic. He wanted to take control, but it was all in vain.

"Didn't we agree before that you couldn't touch anything, Xiu Yuan~"

The little dragon was giving a low, seductive warning.

"Then you need to give me some time to breathe."

Lin Xiuyuan said, almost breathless from her kiss.

"Of course it is..."

The big dragon cub spoke again, bringing its lips close to his. "No, you guys like to call me Little Dragon Cub, don't you? Dinosaur cubs are all very domineering."

Immediately after this resounding declaration, she completely let go of all restraint.

His body grew increasingly hot, and the sounds from the television seemed to be silently recording each response.

Car headlights flashed past the window, casting the reflections of the two people inside.

Sweat dripped down his back.

Lin Xiuyuan finally couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed her lower back and whispered in her ear, "Zhiyan, if you keep doing this, I'll really die on you tonight."

To everyone's surprise, the little dragon tilted its head back and chuckled, as if a queen were announcing her victory, "Then tonight... you'll obediently die in my arms."

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at the same time,

Inside a black MPV traveling on a Seoul expressway, Krystal, who had just finished eating, was quietly touching up her makeup.

After all, we need to get straight to work as soon as we get off the bus, so we can't afford to slack off in the slightest.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, at the rosy glow that had returned to her cheeks after a few days, a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

However, the smile quickly disappeared, and he frowned slightly, lost in thought, muttering to himself, "It really works immediately, that's too exaggerated. It seems I have to talk to him about it tomorrow, otherwise if he keeps acting recklessly, it will be troublesome."

Then he took out his phone and sent a text message to Lin Xiuyuan.

After waiting a while and seeing no reply, she frowned slightly and paused for a moment on the video call button.

He then pulled it back and muttered to himself, "Never mind, he's probably playing games again. I'd better not bother him."

Actually, she was a little sleepy herself. After yawning, she stretched, adjusted the chair to sleep mode, and prepared to take a short nap.

After all, when you've finished something and feel extremely satisfied, you really do feel sleepy because your mind and body are completely relaxed.

If you're not sleepy, it means the scene wasn't very well done.

Just as she closed her eyes to fall asleep, her phone suddenly rang.

Krystal glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone, "Hello, Jessica~"

"Jung Soo-jung, your little man is back in Seoul, isn't he?"

Jessica's voice on the other end of the phone was teasing.

Krystal didn't find it offensive at all; instead, she smiled and replied frankly, "Yeah, we just met. What's up?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end before someone spoke, "Oh, you're so eager, aren't you? They just mentioned they were going to Seoul, and you're already rushing there, aren't you?"

Krystal answered without any attempt to hide her feelings, "Yes, I was so hungry and thirsty, so I just ate."

Then she continued, "Hurry up and tell me what's going on. You must have something to say calling so late. I'm listening. I'm sleepy, hurry up." This time Jessica was truly speechless. After letting out a long sigh, she said, "Could you ask him if he has any RMB cash and exchange some for me?"

"You're out of money?"

As soon as Jessica finished speaking, Krystal jumped up from her seat, somewhat shocked.

“RMB, my bank card is limited, and I've also run out of exchange quota. I can use other cards in big stores, but I don't have any RMB cash in my WeChat account when I try to use it at small stalls.”

Don't you have a few friends over there?

When faced with Jessica's explanation, Krystal immediately thought of this, and then started to wildly wonder if her unnie was really going to go bankrupt, or if a scumbag had run off with her cash.

Jessica replied coldly, "Don't you have to ask them for favors? It's so much better to ask your little puppy; you don't have to do any favors at all."

Krystal asked, puzzled, "Why?"

“You’ve been completely taken advantage of, can’t we just treat you as interest and a favor?” Jessica said matter-of-factly, completely standing on the moral high ground.

“Oh, Jessica…” Krystal finally couldn’t help but laugh.

"Okay, please ask for me." Jessica asked again, still very serious.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Tomorrow is fine too."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

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Inside the apartment of the little dragon cub.

On the television screen, a high-definition camera is filming a close-up of a whole fried chicken being slowly placed into a hot oil pan.

"Zi-"

The sound of oil bubbles bursting pierced the air, perfectly coinciding with a suppressed groan from the sofa.

The fried chicken skin keeps rolling and exploding in the oil, the golden crispy skin shrinks and wrinkles under the high temperature, and the aroma seems to waft through the screen.

Lin Xiuyuan leaned back on the sofa, the scene before him gradually blurring.

His attention had long since shifted from the television to his side. With each breath, the faint, warm fragrance became clearer, like steam rising to his nose and then almost imperceptibly touching his skin.

The little dragon cub wasn't far away; her movements seemed casual, yet they were as if she had inadvertently stirred up a pot of soup that was gradually heating up.

She didn't touch him, or even look at him.

But the warmth emanating from her body felt like a warm current hidden in the air, leaving one nowhere to hide.

That distance, which should have been secure, is being quietly shortened.

It felt as if getting even one centimeter closer would plunge one into a situation from which there was no escape.

Her hair occasionally brushed against his cheek, like spices that had accidentally drifted into a pot—seemingly harmless, yet drawing all his attention and scents to it.

Lin Xiuyuan sat stiffly, even his breathing became soft.

"Be good."

Da Longzai's voice was low and somewhat hoarse, as if he were reminding the unseasoned ingredient in the kitchen at a moment when he had just finished controlling the heat, "It's not ready yet, let it simmer for a while longer."

On TV, the chef was just starting to flip the fried chicken, his movements steady and skillful, while he provided commentary:

"True crispness requires precise control of the heat... allowing the sauce to fully penetrate every fiber."

The chef brushed the sweet and spicy sauce onto the chicken legs, and the bright red sheen was almost tempting under the light.

"Snapped!"

The chef brushed a layer of sweet and spicy sauce onto the fried chicken, and the bright red color instantly covered the entire chicken leg.

"See that?" she said with a smile, grabbing the TV remote and waving it between the two of them.

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the remote control aside, leaving Lin Xiuyuan completely dumbfounded.

He finally grabbed her waist with his other hand, and was about to snatch the remote control back.

"If you keep doing this, I'll really explode..."

On TV, fried chicken was served on a plate, the chicken leg coated in red sauce steaming hot, and the host, licking his fingers, said:
"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a rich sauce, it's irresistible."

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At around 3 a.m., the city had long since lost its daytime hustle and bustle, and all was quiet. Even the occasional car lights passing by outside the window were as sparse as intermittent heartbeats.

The bathroom door was gently pushed open, and Lin Xiuyuan came out.

His wet hair hung loosely over his forehead, water droplets slid down his temples, a white towel was loosely tied around his tight waist, and his bare upper body was still steaming with the warm water from his bath.

His steps were light, no longer as powerful as when he entered the apartment before, but rather carried a hint of soreness and fatigue.

At this moment, the dragon cub's voice came from the bed, carrying a teasing tone that was neither hurried nor slow.

"Xiuyuan, are you done washing?"

Lin Xiuyuan leaned against the door frame, looking down at the figure on the bed, who was casual yet alluring.

The little dragon was wearing a loose-fitting pajama set with the collar slightly open, revealing his collarbone and snow-white shoulders. His hair was a little messy, and his face still had a lazy look after just experiencing a "battle".

Her legs were crossed, her ankles were long and slender, and her posture was casual yet captivating, like a quiet but dangerous trap reserved for someone.

"Mmm," Lin Xiuyuan responded softly, his voice slightly hoarse and tired. "You're still awake?"

"Waiting for you." The little dragon looked up at him, a cryptic smile playing on its lips.

A hint of tenderness and helplessness flashed in Lin Xiuyuan's eyes. He still walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently leaned down.

From these movements, it's easy to see that someone's shoulders and back are slightly stiff, and there's still the fatigue from the "fierce battle" just now.

As he arrived, Da Longzai turned to the side, hooked her arm around his neck, and pressed herself against him. Her warm, soft body, carrying a familiar warmth and a faint fragrance, was like a spoiled puppy clinging to his embrace.

"Are you ok?"

As he spoke, the little dragon chuckled softly, his eyes carrying a hint of provocation, yet also a touch of timidity, as if testing his limits.

"Didn't you just experience that?"

Lin Xiuyuan chuckled softly, his voice low but carrying a hint of stubbornness and bravado.

As a man, he naturally couldn't say "no," so even though his posture was somewhat strained, he still straightened his back slightly.

The little dragon cub snorted softly, a smirk playing on its lips, and its little hand reached out unceremoniously towards his waist, as if to verify something.

However, before she could even finish her move, the sudden ringing of her phone broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

She was taken aback, then realized it wasn't her ringtone and turned to look at Lin Xiuyuan.

The latter had already gotten up and walked to the bedside table, picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID, looking slightly surprised.

"Who?"

"Yoona".

"Ok?"

Da Longzai sat up abruptly, her pajamas loosening and revealing a glimpse of her cleavage, but oblivious to her surroundings, she leaned closer to him, "Why would Yoona unnie call you so late, Xiuyuan, you guys..."

"Don't overthink it, there's nothing wrong."

Lin Xiuyuan gave a wry smile and then answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Hey, Xiuyuan, are you free right now?"

On the other end of the phone, Yoona's voice came through, with background noise like announcements and voices in an airport terminal.

Lin Xiuyuan subconsciously glanced at the big dragon cub beside him. The other raised an eyebrow and looked at him, its eyes saying, "Do as you please."

Then he nodded and said, "I'm free, what's up?"

"Please pick me up at Incheon Airport. My plane just landed, and no one is here to pick me up."

Lin Xiuyuan was taken aback. "Where is your work team?"

"They're still outside. I sneaked back by myself. Come pick me up."

　This is an N+1 edited and abridged version (fathers, it's better to read it if you follow along. Normally it can be released and followed, but the manual version... you'll know when you read this chapter).

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