Landing On My Heart

Chapter Forty Eight

The warmth of the forehead stays like a brand for a long time, and even the temperature of the cheeks rises sharply, making this shallow hug with the head become unusual.

Ruan Sixian felt that it was getting harder and harder to pretend.

If Fu Mingyu turned her head, she would see her eyelashes trembling horribly.

But the temperature of his body makes people nostalgic, but the arc of his arms is just right, without shackles, hard but with a gentle feeling.

At most another second.

Ruan Sixian thought, she couldn't pretend, her chest was full of heat, and she was boiling, rampaging, and about to break through her chest.

She frowned tightly, and when she was about to open her eyes, a cell phone bell rang in the car.

Fu Mingyu's cell phone.

He took out the phone in the other hand, put it to his ear, and spoke softly.

Ruan Sixian took advantage of his attention in his hand and took a breath.

"Huh? Are you sick?"

Fu Mingyu didn't change his posture, but looked down at Ruan Sixian's sleeping face, and his voice became lower.

"Okay, I know, I'll be back later."

After a few short sentences, he hung up the phone, and the car continued to calm down.

With this interruption, the tightness in Ruan Sixian's chest slowly loosened.

Although the heartbeat is still abnormal, it is much calmer than before.

Fu Mingyu's steady breathing sounded in his ears, and the faint scent lingering from his nose.

Ruan Sixian kept leaning against his arms, but felt his hands tighten on her shoulders.

That nervous feeling came back again because of the temperature in his palm.

At the same time, he tilted his head and gently rubbed his chin against the top of her head.

Ruan Sixian didn't know why she was so nervous at this time, even more difficult for her to hold herself than the kiss on the forehead just now.

Obviously there was a closer hug last night than this moment.

There were undulating whistle sounds outside the window, and at this moment, it was like the music of 绻绻, there was a quiet and ordinary pleasant feeling.

Although the mood was difficult to calm down, Ruan Sixian thought about this path uncontrollably, longer and longer.

She began to think about what happened today, and slowly found a reason for herself.

Perhaps it is because today's embrace, there is no comfort, no desire for security, it is simply the embrace of a man and a woman.

The most primitive and direct expression of affection, like a pair of lovers who have been in love for a long time, naturally leaning together.

She took another long breath.

The breathing of the nasal cavity can no longer maintain oxygen to the brain.

Fu Mingyu, this man is sometimes too terrible. His warm water is too natural to make people feel offensive, but he unknowingly falls.

She couldn't even imagine that one day she would lean in his arms like this and be kissed on the forehead by him.

And he didn't resist at all, and even remembered it over and over again in my heart.

Until she felt the car stop slowly, it should have reached the gate of Mingchen's apartment.

Thinking of the phone call he just answered, Ruan Sixian felt that he couldn't put it on anymore. Someone in his family was sick.

Ruan Sixian slowly opened her eyes, but Fu Mingyu didn't notice, but looked forward calmly.

She coughed slightly and slowly straightened her upper body.

"Wake up?" Fu Mingyu looked at her sideways, his breath patted her face, and his arm naturally let go of her.

Ruan Sixian didn't look at him, turned her head and stared out the window. She remembered the phone call he just answered. Someone at home should be sick. Waiting for him to go back, she said, "Just send me here."

When the driver heard Ruan Sixian's words, he looked back at Fu Mingyu.

Fu Mingyu just said, "Send in."

Ruan Sixian pursed her lips, did not speak, looked at her reflection in the car window, and quietly touched her face.

The car passed the brake bar and slowly drove downstairs, Ruan Sixian's expression also adjusted to the most natural state.

As Ruan Sixian opened the door, he felt that Fu Mingyu had also opened the door on the other side.

She quickly said: "Just send me here."

Fu Mingyu put his arm on the car door, glanced at her, didn't say anything, just walked around to her, "I will send you up."

Fine.

Ruan Sixian followed him into the elevator hall in silence.

While waiting for the elevator, Ruan Sixian grabbed the shoulder strap of the backpack uncontrollably.

She found that when she was quiet, her mood began to be unstable again. Fu Mingyu was standing next to her, speaking nothing as usual, but it seemed to be different.

It seems that because of the kiss on the forehead, Ruan Sixian feels that he is doing nothing now, and everything has become different.

Even though his intention has been clearly stated, there has never been such a clear intimate action, a unique intimate action between men and women.

——Until the elevator door opened, Fu Mingyu actually followed her in.

"Are you still going up?"

Ruan Sixian asked.

Fu Mingyu looked down and smiled: "What's the matter with you today? Can't I go above?"

Even if he didn't say he wanted to take her to the door of the house, he lived upstairs, why couldn't he go up?

"No, there is no one in your family..."

"Ok?"

The voice fell, and the two were silent at the same time.

Seeing Fu Mingyu's probing eyes, Ruan Sixian looked away. Because of the guilty conscience of leaking the mouth, she didn't know where to fall.

The elevator doors closed silently, and the surrounding air suddenly became cramped.

Ruan Sixian felt Fu Mingyu approach her step by step.

"Are you not asleep?"

"..."

Ruan Sixian was speechless.

Fu Mingyu put one hand in his pocket and leaned close, the air pressure invisibly wrapped her.

There is no way, Yuan won't go back.

Ruan Sixian raised her head and held her chin up, "Why, it's reasonable for you to kiss me stealthily?"

Fu Mingyu just looked at her deeply, didn't speak, but smiled.

Ruan Sixian stepped on to him, he didn't dodge, he didn't even change his expression.

Fu Mingyu leaned over, leaning closer and closer.

Ruan Sixian was forced to a corner by him, leaning against the elevator wall, and the cold marble became hot.

No one presses the elevator, the small space is stagnant, and the air seems to be stagnant.

As soon as he spoke, his breath immediately wrapped around.

"Then I still want to get into the inch, can I?"

It ended with an inquiry, but there was no intention to inquire, so he bowed his head and kissed him.

He touched her lower lip lightly, and the tip of his tongue swept across the lips shallowly, feeling her trembling, he opened his eyes and saw the shaking of her eyelashes.

Ruan Sixian slowly raised her eyes and met his gaze. In that second, she reacted, and his shallow kiss was just a test.

And the stagnation at this moment is that he confirms her eyes.

Ruan Sixian didn't know what kind of look she was looking at at this time, but she felt that her heart was about to jump out, and her whole body was as numb as if it had been electrified, and the soles of her feet seemed to be off the ground, floating.

She never thought it would be like this tonight.

I never thought that there would be such a substantive kiss, which was beyond her expectation and was completely out of control, but the brain and body were completely unreasonable to her, faintly looking forward to a deeper lingering.

She half-opened her mouth, trying to take a deep breath to calm her mood, but Fu Mingyu took out her hand, held her face, and kissed her without restraint.

This time he came fiercely, no longer cautiously testing, his tongue drove straight in, pouring in arrogantly with a smell of alcohol.

I don't know which family upstairs pressed the elevator, and the two people are slowly rising.

The weightlessness of the mind and body attacked at the same time, and she was pressed tightly against the wall, but her body slowly relaxed in the shameful lingering breath.

He paused occasionally, rubbing her lips closely, sometimes holding them, teasing again and again, and went deep when she was not prepared, taking away all consciousness.

——Until the elevator door opens suddenly.

It was on the tenth floor again. The old lady holding Labrador looked at the situation in the elevator, dumbfounded, and immediately held down the alive dog.

Ruan Sixian woke up instantly and pushed Fu Mingyu hard.

He didn't move, he just glanced back.

With arrogant and unscrupulous eyes, the scared old lady blushed and dragged the dog back: "Excuse me, you continue."

By the way, I also pressed the close button.

Ruan Sixian looked at Fu Mingyu's jawline and saw him slowly turning around, rubbing her chin against the tip of her nose, lowered her head and kissed the corner of her lips, but did not leave, but said: "Sister, give me some response."

Every time he said a word, the flap of his lips stroked the skin of her lips, his fingers brushed the hair on her cheeks, and he wiped them gently, and at the same time he kissed again.

The reason in Ruan Sixian's mind was completely dead, not driven by consciousness at all, and fluttered to loosen his teeth to greet him.