Landing On My Heart

Fu Mingyu turned around and looked at the door of the hotel room, seemingly in disbelief.

"What did you say?"

"It seems that my boyfriend is not only scared, but also deaf."

On the other end of the phone, just as Ruan Sixian finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

The soot on the fingertips suddenly shakes off, and the light of the sparks shakes off from the back of the hand.

Ruan Sixian stood at the door, supporting her suitcase to relax her legs.

If I had known that the hotel he was staying in was so big, I would have to take the elevator three times and go through many passages to get here from the gate, so I would not have worn high heels.

But the people inside didn't come to open the door yet.

"Is there a woman hiding?" Ruan Sixian raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, "Then I'll give you five seconds, one, two, three—"

The door in front of her was suddenly opened, Ruan Sixian's hand was hanging in the air, and she met Fu Mingyu's eyes.

Ok?

What about the ecstasy of imagination?

What about the expected hilarity?

Why don't you show any expression?

not happy?

Aren't you surprised?

Fu Mingyu just looked at her like that, his eyes were dim and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

Ruan Sixian frowned, and was about to speak, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by him, and she pulled into the room. With her other hand, she firmly grasped the suitcase, and hit the wall with a few "bang bang", accompanied by the door With the sound of closing it forcefully, everything happened in an instant. Before she could stand still, Fu Mingyu had already pressed against the door of the room and kissed her over forcefully.

Today he is not gentle at all, he is strong and domineering, even holding her palm seems to cut off her waist.

The breath was swept away little by little, and the limbs could not relax, but became more and more tense.

Ruan Sixian pinched his shirt with both hands, every gasp was swallowed, only the muffled snort in the nasal cavity wandered around, ambiguous and heavy.

"Hmm..." She pinched Fu Mingyu's shoulder with her fingertips, and with some strength, the voice was able to come out from between their lips and teeth, "My foot hurts."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly flew into the air, was picked up by Fu Mingyu with his waist, turned around and put her on the table.

Before he had time to catch his breath, he put his hands on the table and leaned over again.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on very low, the table was icy cold, and the coolness swept up against Ruan Sixian's thighs, intertwined with Fu Mingyu's hot and lingering breath, and quickly took away Ruan Sixian's strength.

The shadow of the setting sun sneaked away from the room, and when Ruan Sixian's consciousness was about to sink, suddenly Fu Mingyu's hand ran down her calf and took off her shoes.

A pair of exquisite stilettos were casually thrown on the carpet, bringing out a touch of lust in the charming atmosphere of the room.

I don't know how long it has passed, but all the sunlight has dissipated, and the dim light is half hidden and half hidden in the room, and finally there is a little peace and stability.

Fu Mingyu finally kissed Ruan Sixian's lips, put his arm through the bend of her leg, and hugged her to sit on the sofa.

But Ruan Sixian wanted to curse.

She was half lying in Fu Mingyu's arms, barefoot, her skirt spread out in a mess, her hair that was specially done before entering the door was completely loose, and even her newly bought lipstick was completely eaten away.

But Fu Mingyu slowly wiped off the lipstick on his mouth with the pulp of his thumb.

With this look, those who knew it were her coming to visit her boyfriend, those who didn't know thought she had just been raped in a foreign country.

She looked up at Fu Mingyu, and there was still a layer of misty water vapor in her eyes.

"Hey."

Fu Mingyu stretched out his hand to rub her ankle, and let out a "hmm".

Ruan Sixian kicked her legs, "Is this how you greet me?"

"Huh?" Fu Mingyu looked down at her, "I think you are enjoying it."

enjoy……

shit.

Ruan Sixian snorted.

When she imagined that she suddenly appeared from a thousand miles away, it should be him who opened his arms and embraced her as she rushed towards her, embracing her in the sunset, her skirts fluttering like butterflies.

——Such a literary love movie.

But he was pressed by the door without saying a word and staged an island romance movie.

- the prelude.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

Fu Mingyu asked in a low voice while rubbing her ankle.

I miss you.

This sentence was about to be blurted out, but after thinking about it, she turned her head, brushed her hair, and said casually: "I'm passing by."

"Passing by?"

Fu Mingyu tilted his head, leaned over to look at her, but his palms slid up his ankles, "Do you want to leave something behind?"

"You—" Ruan Sixian shuddered and kicked him, "Are you still a human?!"

Fu Mingyu hugged her who was moving around, buried his head in a soft laugh, "Have you eaten yet?"

Ruan Sixian was annoyed: "What do you think? I just got off the plane."

"Then I'll take you out to eat?"

"No, I don't want to move."

"Yeah." Fu Mingyu reached out to pick up his phone from the table, "I ordered someone to deliver the meal."

"Then I'll get up and take a shower." Ruan Sixian struggled to get up, "Singapore is so hot, I was sweating when I got off the plane."

"Don't move." Fu Mingyu pressed her into his arms again, "Hold me for a while."

The beams of street lamps flowed quietly in the room with colorful neon lights, reflecting on Ruan Sixian's face, flickering on and off, like a phantom.

Fu Mingyu didn't speak, rested his chin on her forehead, and gently rubbed Ruan Sixian's back with his palm.

How many times have I wanted to hold her in my arms like this, but I can only hear her voice through the mobile phone, as if the person is right in front of me, but my arms are empty.

It was also at this time that Ruan Sixian truly and strongly felt his attachment,

"Are you..." Ruan Sixian reached out to touch his chin, "You miss me so much?"

Her tone was light and fluffy, as if asking casually.

But Fu Mingyu didn't deny it, "Yes."

"How much do you think?"

Fu Mingyu looked down at her eyelashes, which were so thick that they cast a shadow on the lower eyelid.

The person in my arms is very real now.

"Haunted by dreams."

Ruan Sixian gritted her teeth suddenly, pinching his chin with her fingers.

"I suspect it's a spring dream."

Fu Mingyu froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"You can understand it that way."

He tightened his arms, "After all, in a dream, there is no need to restrain yourself."

"..."

The doorbell rang at this time, Ruan Sixian broke free from him, sat on the other side, and kicked him.

"Go get the food."

Fu Mingyu glanced at her, crossed his legs, and opened the door with the remote control.

The hotel butler led the waiter, pushed the cart in, and set the dinner on the table one by one.

After the people withdrew, Fu Mingyu got up and hooked Ruan Sixian.

"Have a meal."

Ruan Sixian jumped off the sofa with bare feet, smelling the aroma of the food, she suddenly gained strength and followed her bouncingly.

When she passed the desk, she saw something, looked back, and stopped.

"What is this?" Ruan Sixian picked up the medicine bottle, "Are you sick?"

It was full of professional English vocabulary, and she couldn't understand any of them.

"Yeah." Fu Mingyu sat down at the dining table, "I have a cold."

Ruan Sixian walked over and touched his forehead with the back of her hand, "No wonder I think you are very hot today, do you have a fever?"

Fu Mingyu grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit down, "It's not that serious, just a small problem."

Just some loss of appetite and a headache.

As for body heat?

Which man can kiss his girlfriend without getting hot?

Fu Mingyu handed the rice to Ruan Sixian, "When are you going back?"

"The plane at noon tomorrow."

Ruan Sixian bit her chopsticks and glanced at him, "By the way, who sent you that photo today?"

Fu Mingyu threw the phone to her.

"Yan'an?" Ruan Sixian blinked, "He's quite interesting, he went to the movies early in the morning."

"Aren't you quite interesting too?" Fu Mingyu sneered.

Ruan Sixian pursed her lips, and said helplessly: "Didn't I... book a flight ticket at noon, and I was bored in the morning, so I just wanted to watch a movie to pass the time."

"En." Fu Mingyu only filled a bowl of soup, and after answering, he stopped talking.

Ruan Sixian saw that he didn't even take the chopsticks, and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Just drink the soup." Fu Mingyu said, "I have no appetite."

Ruan Sixian was stunned, "Your stomach feels uncomfortable again?"

"a little."

Ruan Sixian put down her chopsticks, stared at the food, thought for a while, and said, "How about porridge for you?"

Fu Mingyu put down the soup bowl, and said calmly: "No, I can't eat, so stop talking and eat well."

He has a calm face, with his hands resting on his chin, and he looks a little sick.

Ruan Sixian got up and poured a cup of hot water, "Then you take the medicine."

As if completing a task, Fu Mingyu took the medicine and raised his eyebrows at her.

After finishing the meal, Ruan Sixian put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth gracefully, and said, "I'm a little bit stuffed."

Fu Mingyu got up, straightened his cuffs, "I'll take you out for a walk."

"I didn't bring flat shoes." Ruan Sixian's legs dangled under the table, "It hurts."

Fu Mingyu didn't say anything, just made a phone call.

After a while, someone delivered a pair of brand new women's flat shoes.

Ruan Sixian looked at the shoes and sighed.

"It's nice to have money."

She walked on the road wearing these shoes, feeling as if she was being supported by a few court ladies every step of the way.

After the heat dissipated in the evening, there were occasional cool breezes.

The hotel Fu Mingyu lived in was in the central business district, surrounded by skyscrapers, and the world of steel and concrete was boring to look at. They went to the Merlion Park for a stroll.

Ruan Sixian held Fu Mingyu's arm and dragged her feet extremely slowly, trying to prolong the time in this way.

"After I finish the F3 exam next week, I'm going to take the plateau flight qualification test." A child ran past me and almost tripped, Ruan Sixian gave her a hand, "I want to fly a longer flight route."

It's just that if you want to obtain the qualification for plateau routes, you must go through theoretical training, simulator checks, and route checks, which are no easier than grade exams.

"You're quite busy." Fu Mingyu said, "There's not a day when you're idle."

"After all, you want to raise your salary."

"The bonus given to you last time has been used up?"

"How is it possible, I keep it." Ruan Sixian raised her eyebrows almost imperceptibly, "The longer Cary's number is, the more secure I feel."

Fu Mingyu snorted lightly.

Although the evening breeze in the park is comfortable, but it is summer, Ruan Sixian still feels sticky all over her body.

When she got back to the hotel, she was going to take a shower and had to remove her make-up before getting there.

"Would you like to take a shower first?" Ruan Sixian took out her bottles and cans from the suitcase and said without looking back, "I'm going to take a shower after I take off my makeup."

Fu Mingyu went in response.

Half an hour later, he came out of the bathroom and saw Ruan Sixian sitting on the sofa with her face turned to the sky, but her expression was not very good.

"what happened?"

Ruan Sixian coughed embarrassedly, "I forgot to bring my pajamas."

Fu Mingyu raised his eyebrows, "So?"

So?

so what? ?

Ruan Sixian emphasized again in a deep voice: "I forgot to bring my pajamas!"

The other party said plainly: "Then don't wear it."

"Fu Mingyu, do you hear that you are speaking in human language?"

Ruan Sixian crossed her arms, "Then I won't sleep, you just watch me trapped here to death."

Fu Mingyu who walked to the sofa suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked towards the room, "Then I'll find one for you."

Eh?

Ruan Sixian turned around and lay on the back of the sofa looking at him.

"You have a woman's pajamas here? Fu Mingyu, did you do something to be sorry for me? Now tell me to leave your whole body, or you will be on the local news in Singapore tomorrow. A Chinese man was murdered in a hotel and died. The situation is tragic, Qiqiao flow—”

Before she finished speaking, a clean white shirt was placed in front of her.

"Put it on."

"..."

Ruan Sixian stared at Fu Mingyu in a daze, with disbelief in her eyes.

"Fu Mingyu, I think you're really a bit perverted."

"Why did I become perverted?" Fu Mingyu thought it was funny, "This dress can be worn directly as a skirt for you, it's wide and comfortable, why can't it be used as pajamas?"

"I don't wear them."

"That's all."

"You call and have a set delivered to me, just like that."

"Sister, look at what time it is, isn't he off work?"

"you--"

Fu Mingyu walked to the table, checked the time, and took the medicine again according to the doctor's advice.

After drinking it with water, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and rubbed his browbones.

Ruan Sixian looked at his sickly appearance, and suddenly smiled with the corners of her lips curled up.

Dog man, poor health, no strength, quite a lot of gossip.

"Okay."

She picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

When the sound of water came from inside, Fu Mingyu looked back, and there was a vague and slim figure reflected behind the frosted glass.

He lowered his eyes, and put in front of him a flight maintenance support plan for the maintenance department of the Singapore sales department.

After he read the plan carefully, Ruan Sixian just came out of the bathroom.

The white shirt was wide, covering her body, empty, the curve of the upper body was faintly visible, and her long legs were barely covered by the thighs.

With her hands behind her back, she walked lightly to Fu Mingyu's desk, bent down, and rested her chin on her elbows.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Mingyu glanced at her, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't understand.

"Brother." Ruan Sixian reached out and hooked his sleeve, "Are you going to sleep?"

Fu Mingyu turned over a page of the document, but still ignored it.

Ruan Sixian looked at him with a smile, and tilted her head, "Are you still working?"

"What do you want to do?" Fu Mingyu glanced at her lightly.

"I see that you didn't eat, didn't rest much, and took medicine. I want to tell you to go to bed early."

With a smile on his face, the feet under the table gently rubbed against his calves.

But Fu Mingyu didn't respond, he just looked back at her, under the floor lamp by the table, his eyes were dark.

Ruan Sixian snorted coldly in her heart.

So it's obviously powerless, so what's the point of making a fuss.

She took two steps back, leaning her back against the sofa, with one leg straight and the other half bent.

"It's really hard. I have to work so late."

After finishing speaking, she lifted the hem of her clothes, turned around and walked towards the room, "Then I'll go to bed first."

"and many more."

A hoarse voice suddenly came from behind.

When Ruan Sixian heard this voice, her heart suddenly sank.

Before turning back, he was picked up horizontally by him and placed on the desk.

The pens and papers on the table were swept off, making a dull sound on the carpet.

Seeing his fiery eyes, Ruan Sixian subconsciously leaned back.

And Fu Mingyu put his hands on her table and leaned over.

Ruan Sixian swallowed, her ears began to turn red.

Fu Mingyu's eyes were deep, he stared at Ruan Sixian closely, his Adam's apple rolled.

Ruan Sixian's breathing gradually became unsteady, and she clasped the edge of the table tightly with her hands.

Day! ! !

Isn't it impossible! ! !

This night, Ruan Sixian understood what it meant to shoot herself in the foot.

And definitely don't judge a man's explosive power when his sperm is on his brain by his illness.

Documents scattered under the desk, messy clothes on the sofa, handprints on the bathroom mirror...

In the end, Ruan Sixian lay on the bed, shrinking into a shrimp.

Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheek, she looked very uncomfortable, but she didn't move.

Fu Mingyu wanted to hug her to take a bath. He leaned over in the bathroom and lifted the quilt, but just as he touched Ruan Sixian's shoulder, she frowned and said, "Get lost!"

"..."

"what's wrong with you?"

Fu Mingyu paused his hands, still holding her shoulders, his voice tinged with a smile, "Before the event, it was a mess, but after the event, let people go away?"