Ai Weiyang in April

Chapter 44

I had a great night. When I walked out of the villa, it was past two o'clock in the morning. The air outside the villa was cold, and there seemed to be champagne bubbles rising happily in front of my eyes. In fact, my mind was completely awake, but every step I took seemed to be walking among the clouds. The pleasure came continuously.

Looking back at the villa, the two red lanterns were still swaying in the wind, and in the distance were the continuous high-rise buildings of Gubei, still dotted with crystal light in the quiet night, "What a beautiful night scene." She admired in a low voice.

Standing on his feet and looking into the distance, he nodded, "Very good, but what I saw was better last night."

There was no answer, and I looked down to see her smiling face, "Jingyan?"

Are you drunk?Why couldn't she control her smile all the time, she shook her head and regained her senses, "Where did you watch it?"

"In the apartment, an old friend made a project by the river. He thought it was good and invested a little. This time he came back and just used it." He explained softly.

"Didn't you live in the Four Seasons Hotel?" Don't blame her for not forgetting, that place is really impressive.

"I still need to make some simple arrangements before, and it was done two days ago." He replied patiently, and he smiled, "I woke up last night and was shocked. It is indeed a boundless night scene, and Shanghai is well-deserved."

The surroundings became quiet again, there were street lamps with unique shapes on both sides of the driveway, under the faint lights, only a smear of red on Jing Yan's cheeks could be seen.

Laughing softly, "Jingyan, you're drunk." After serving the pasta, she kept smiling and sipping champagne beside him. I drank a few glasses, and now it seems that it is probably too much.

"No, it's just a few glasses of champagne." Staring at him with wide eyes, Jingyan stretched out her hand to pull the car door, proving her complete sobriety with actions.

The lady who said she was not drunk reached out to pull a completely unfamiliar car.

"Jingyan, this way." Restraining the smile in his voice, he hugged her tightly with one hand.

The body fell into the warm arms, and the familiar fragrance suddenly made her go limp.Then he was properly placed in the correct car, and he closed the door and sat in the driver's seat.

It's embarrassing, her face turned even redder, and Jing said stiffly, "It's too dark, so I'll see it wrong."

"Yes, it's too dark." He answered kindly, with a smile in his eyes, and turned to her sideways.

"Ah?" Suddenly her cheeks were hot, and she couldn't help but whispered.

"Seat belt." The pleasant voice slid past my ears, followed by the click of the seat belt lock.

Once again spurning her own performance today, Jingyan lowered her head weakly, warmed her ears gently, and the voice sounded again, "Jingyan."

"Ok?"

Warm fingers brushed her cheeks, and then his lips. She was no longer a young and ignorant ignorant girl, but when her lips and teeth met again, a wonderful feeling swept over her like an overwhelming sea, causing her to collapse instantly, and her hands wrapped around unconsciously. His hair was soft and soft under his fingers.His breathing was disordered, and he finally parted a little. All he could see was his dark brown pupils flickering in the dark compartment.

Confused in his heart, he pressed his forehead against his own, and his voice was extremely low, but it seemed to have magical powers, reaching to the softest place in his heart, "Jing Yan."

"Huh?" Consciousness began to run wild like a wild horse, running freely, completely out of control, with countless struggles in my mind, could it be too fast?Will you regret it?Will it be the same as last time, the more beautiful the beginning, the darker and more painful the future?But she couldn't help herself, there was only him in front of her eyes, like a ray of infinite warmth, and she was that little moth, knowing that her future was uncertain, knowing that her body might be broken to pieces, but she couldn't help herself, and the moth rushed to the flame.

Suddenly there was his own voice in the carriage, as low as a mosquito, "I want to see it too."

"What?" His voice was hoarse.

I really want to stop myself, I really want to shut myself up, but the voice continues, as if the very distant and unknown moment has been determined, and everything is logical, "I want to see that night scene too."

Tightening his fingers on his cheek, he kissed him again, closed his eyes, and suddenly fireworks burst out in the darkness, extremely gorgeous, scattered all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)