To The Lovely You

   But all his sanity broke the moment he put her on the hotel bed.

   He also came out to socialize tonight, and he also drank a lot of wine. Although he wasn't drunk yet, he was already a little dizzy.

  Lan Xi'er felt as if her whole body was on fire, as if all her blood had turned into alcohol, swimming and boiling in her veins.

   "Well...it's so hot..." While in a daze, she reached out and rubbed her temples, irritably pulling off the first button of her collar.

  Tang Yu's face flushed, his eyes fell on her slightly open neckline like roots, his throat was a little dry: "Xi'er, are you... hot? Would you like some water?"

   Seeing her so hot, his body also heated up.

   "Water...I want to drink water..." Lan Xier heard the word "water", her reaction was obviously not as slow as before, she grabbed Tang Yu's sleeve and whispered, "I want to drink ice water..."

   At this moment, she really needs a glass of cold water to cool down her hot body.

   "Okay, wait a moment." Tang Yu pulled her hand off his cuff with some difficulty. She takes good care of her, and even at the age of forty, her hands are still as white and smooth as they used to be.

   Tang Yu looked at the hand in his palm, and unconsciously remembered how many times he held these hands many times before, walking on the sunny campus.

   He sighed softly, stood up and poured a glass of ice water to her lips. He helped her up and made her lean on him: "The water is here, drink it!"

  Lan Xier frowned, gulps down the water from the icy rim of the cup.

  Tang Yu slowly tilted the water glass in his hand, but more than half of the water overflowed along the corners of her rosy lips, and finally flowed down slowly into her slightly open neckline.

  Lan Xi'er's clothes shrank in an instant, clinging tightly to her body, and the scenery on her chest was looming.

  Tang Yu forced his eyes to withdraw from the scenery, and asked softly, "Do you still want to drink?"

  Lan Xi'er had slipped back from his body and fell back on the bed, her head tilted, and she said softly, "No need, thank you..."

   She felt that she must be dreaming, a dream that went back many, many years ago. Otherwise, how could Tang Yu take care of himself so gently and speak to himself in such a doting tone.

   At this moment, she just wanted to have a good sleep. If it is a dream, let her find the feeling that once made her throbbing in the dream.

  Tang Yu pulled the quilt over and was about to put it on her, but stopped at her chest. Taohua's eyes flickered slightly, and his brows frowned slightly: She sleeps in soaked clothes like this, she'll catch a cold if she's stuffed inside! What's more, it was still a glass of biting ice water!

  Thinking of this, he unconsciously put his hand on the buttons on her chest, unbuttoning delicate buttons one after another tremblingly. And Lan Xi'er's delicate collarbone and exquisite curves are also shown in front of his eyes little by little with his movements...

   Her xiong part was heaving up and down because of the rapid breathing, making his Adam's apple roll uncontrollably.

   He kept telling himself - he just wanted to help her change clothes, absolutely nothing else.