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At seven o'clock, I was already in the arrival hall of the airport.The flight that Zhao Kuanyi was on just landed, and when it was time for him to leave the customs, I bought coffee and went to the seat area to find a chair to sit on.

You can see the entry gate from this seat, and you can only watch the flow of people coming and going for a while, but there is no familiar figure.

I drank my coffee slowly, feeling a little apprehensive.I was afraid of being abrupt before coming here, so I sent a message to Zhao Kuanyi, and he will see you as soon as he turns on his phone.

I wonder what he would think?Usually, he does not drive at the airport when he leaves the country, and he contacts the driver to pick him up when he comes back, or he has other arrangements.

I put aside my coffee, took out my cell phone, and there was a message displayed, none of which was important—I was looking at it, and the call rang suddenly, and I hurriedly answered it, and got up while I was there, but the other end hung up.

Before I could react, there was someone walking in front of me, it was Zhao Kuanyi.

He was well-dressed, without the slightest trace of travel and dust, with a bag in one hand, he said to me: "You came to pick up the plane, but you want me to find someone by myself."

Seeing his natural demeanor, I couldn't help laughing, there was no anxiety in my heart, only embarrassment.

I put away my phone and couldn't help joking with him: "I'm sorry, I thought you were with someone else. It would be bad if I bothered you, so I stood far away and waited for you."

Zhao Kuanyi answered me lightly: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you no matter what."

What is self-inflicted, this is-I regret being poor, neither pretending to be fake nor serious.

The mood was up and down for a while, and I couldn't say anything, so I pretended to cough and said to him: "Put the car in the parking lot, let's go."

Zhao Kuanyi responded and walked with me.

When I took the escalator down the parking lot, I saw the bag in his hand, and I asked, "Didn't you go for a week, and this is all your luggage?"

Zhao Kuanyi replied: "I have a house in Beijing, and I have everything."

I just remembered that he bought a house there a few years ago.

"The house is usually empty. Once you go, don't you have to tidy it up so you can live in it?"

"No need, I hired a long-term housekeeper, and someone will clean it on weekdays." Zhao Kuanyi said.

I smiled, originally I wanted to make fun of saying that the other party had his key, but I held back when it came to my lips.I was joking with him just now, and now I say this again, it feels a bit sour anyway.

He will not think too much, I only feel uncomfortable, so I don't want to talk about it.

When I got in the car, I remembered to ask him, "Do you want to go eat something?"

No matter how exquisite and delicious the plane meal is, it is always not freshly prepared, and the reheating feels a bit worse. Zhao Kuanyi is picky about food, so it is probably useless.

Zhao Kuanyi didn't reply, just asked: "Aren't you tired?"

I was taken aback, and said with a smile, "Why am I tired?"

Zhao Kuanyi looked at me, "You just came back yesterday, has the jet lag improved?"

I said: "It's always okay, I can't even drive out."

Zhao Kuanyi seemed to think about it, and said, "How about I drive?"

I laughed and said, "I'm in better spirits than you think. For this part of the road, I can go back and forth twice."

Zhao Kuanyi didn't comment, but put on his seat belt before saying, "It's up to you."

I smiled and started the car.

The holiday expressway was not too congested, so we got off the interchange and entered Taipei soon.Zhao Kuanyi's home is located in Xinyi District, in an alley on Songren Road. It is a building complex with 24-hour security guards. The environment is quiet, and there is a green park opposite.

The transportation there is very convenient, there are department stores in the periphery, and there is no shortage of food, clothing, housing, transportation, education and entertainment.Only housing prices remain high, but that's not a problem, because even if you have money, you may not be able to buy one of them.

What Zhao Kuanyi was interested in was not there, but a building that had just been handed over on another road. It happened that a friend of his who lived there was going to live in Shanghai for a long time and planned to sell it. He asked him, so he changed his mind.

After Zhao Kuanyi bought it, he spent some time decorating it. He opened up the dining room and the kitchen into one space, and built a central island facing the French windows of the balcony.

At that time, I was not estranged from him, but I had only been to his home twice. In my impression, there were not many decorations, and they were all basic. There were no common hanging paintings or potted flower decorations.

Zhao Kuanyi likes simple things.

Frankly, I'm glad I was still in the US when he moved and didn't have to worry about congratulations.Because often the simpler things are, the harder they are to find.

But at this moment, when I talked about eating, I drove to a nearby restaurant. It was the least troublesome choice to eat Chinese food. Western food is sometimes too particular, while Japanese food requires a lot of skill from the master. What's more, Zhao Kuanyi doesn't like raw food that much.

On weekend nights, the restaurant was bound to be full, so I made a phone call to resolve the difficulty.

Zhao Kuanyi also had dinner here, but he didn't know that the boss and I were old acquaintances.Sitting in his seat, he said, "I don't know you have the means."

I raised my eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Not as good as you, I heard that you never make an appointment for dinner at staybyyannickalléno?"

Zhao Kuanyi glanced at me.

"Oh? Why didn't I know there was such a thing."

His expression was half a smile but not a smile, which made my chest throb, and I couldn't help thinking about it.

At this time, the food came.

I took the opportunity to look away, pretended to be thirsty and drank tea, the warm tea poured into my throat, and the many sketches in my heart disappeared slowly.

Zhao Kuanyi knew nothing about this.

I feel at a loss. If I were someone else today, if I saw the right eye and hit it off, why hesitate, the atmosphere will always teach each other to give birth to some passion.

But Zhao Kuanyi couldn't, not only because I treat him differently, but also because he treats me differently.I struggled, wanting him but not wanting him to be in love with that little moment.

After a meal, it was late, so I sent Zhao Kuanyi back.

The car stopped in front of the community building, Zhao Kuanyi looked at me and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you today."

I smiled slightly and looked at him, "You and I are not polite."

"That's true." Zhao Kuanyi turned away, "Goodbye."

I whispered: "Goodbye."

Zhao Kuanyi opened the car door, but he seemed to get out of the car, paused again, and turned his head to look again.

I wondered: "what's the matter?"

Zhao Kuanyi said: "Think about it, I should say good night to you."

I froze for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

"That's all? Well, good night."

Zhao Kuanyi said silently, "You seem dissatisfied."

I smiled reservedly: "You said that."

Zhao Kuanyi didn't say a word, but suddenly raised his hand and hooked it around my neck.I was stunned, I pursed my mouth, and almost closed my eyes, but I didn't after all, I opened my eyes to see him approaching.

His lips touched my cheek lightly.I can feel his breath, obviously eager, but so close, yet so far away.

He stepped back and asked me, "How about this?"

I calmed down, opened the corners of my mouth, and teased him pretendingly and naturally: "Is that so? Of course not, at least we have to have a French kiss, right?"

Zhao Kuanyi remained silent and looked away slightly.

I knew the joke was too much, so I coughed, "I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

Zhao Kuanyi glanced at it, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go upstairs for tea?"

I froze for a moment.

"is this okay?"

"What's wrong." Zhao Kuanyi said, closing the car door.

There was nothing wrong with it, so I drove and parked directly in the parking lot under the building.

Zhao Kuanyi lived on the seventh floor, and I took the elevator up with him.He opened the door, turned on the lights, and there was no hallway in front of him, but the spacious living room and dining room.

He said to me, "Sit down."

I nodded and watched him go behind Nakajima.I looked left and right and walked to the French window.There is a balcony outside, and there are two or three potted plants on the ground in the corner. I was a little surprised, so I opened the door to look.

The potted plants are full of green leaves, vigorously climbing up a wall.There was movement behind me, I turned around and saw Zhao Kuanyi standing by the French window.

Seeing that he had a glass of water in his hand, I smiled and walked over: "Didn't you mean to drink tea? Why is there only water?"

"The water is not hot, drink it first." Zhao Kuanyi said.

I laughed and reached out to take it, but he didn't seem to give it away.I looked at him again, and saw that his eyes were also looking at me.Without saying a word, he put his empty hand on my shoulder.

I stood still, and Zhao Kuanyi approached, there was almost no gap between us.His face was slightly tilted, his eyes were slightly downcast, and his eyelashes were thick and long.

I heard him ask, his voice very low.

"Is it...too fast?"

I didn't answer, but I involuntarily pursed my lips, and then took a light breath. Before I could slow down, another hot air came close.Zhao Kuanyi's lips slowly sucked mine.

With the tip of my tongue in my mouth, I half-closed my eyes, passively responding to this moist softness, my chest seemed to be burning, but it was not hot, but the calm that was so easy to save in my heart was about to panic.

It turns out that the taste of a kiss can be so light, so vague.

Before I could reach out to hug Zhao Kuanyi, his hand had already fallen from my shoulder.I raised my eyes, my lips were parted, and the pair of black and gray eyes in front of me were clear, without a trace of embarrassment, but also without confusion.

I am both lucky and lonely.

Zhao Kuanyi handed me the water glass, "Do you want to drink?"

I went to pick it up silently, but took it without drinking.

Zhao Kuanyi took a step away, he stood in front of the wall, facing the night outside.The wind kept blowing, blowing away his neatly combed hair, but he didn't care.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, and said: "Go in, wait for the water to heat up, don't say I won't invite you to drink tea, drink it before going back."

I watched him light a cigarette, and the smoke gradually eroded the thoughts in my heart that were on the verge of collapse.I felt my mouth was dry, and I almost drank the water in the glass in a panic.

The water was cold, and I was instantly excited, but unfortunately, my thoughts were still not clear.I asked him in a low voice: "If I have had tea, I won't go back?"

Zhao Kuanyi looked back.

I stepped forward and reached out to smoke the cigarette from his mouth.When he frowned, I leaned forward and kissed him, not a erratic kiss, but with almost decisive excitement.

Zhao Kuanyi didn't push me away.

In the end, he kissed passionately and taught me to fulfill my long-cherished wish.

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The water has been boiling for a long time.

But I don't have time to drink tea, besides, Zhao Kuanyi has never made that cup of tea.

There was no light in the room, and I was lying on a bed with my upper body about to be undressed, while my lower body had already been stripped completely.I wasn't embarrassed at all, I just spread my legs wide.

Zhao Kuanyi was leaning on me, his clothes were not neat, his shirt was half opened, his body lines were looming.He arched his back slightly, pressed his lips against the socket of my neck, shot me with his body fluid, and wiped it into my ass with his fingers.

I hugged Zhao Kuanyi and urged him to move.

Zhao Kuanyi bit my neck, I hummed, but immediately changed my tune, being pushed into a deep place behind me.

He pulled my hand away, straightened up, pressed me firmly, and stretched my waist and hips.

In the dark night, I couldn't see his expression clearly—I just closed my eyes and heard the low gasps one after another, whether it was his or my own.

I indulge and moan, indulge in the hot river of desire, float and sink, let it be tortured, I can't tell whether it is pleasure or pain-but it must be, it must be.

It's not ruthless, but even happiness is lost.