Fang Yuechuan said "hmm" and said, "I'm getting ready to go back to the hotel now. I'll be there in about half an hour. Can you wait until I get back to talk about this?"
His tone seemed to be soothing to a child. Shi Yuan felt strange when he heard it, and replied in a calm tone: "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Yuan entered the elevator and opened the door to the penthouse suite with the room card given by Fang Yuechuan.
Even though it was not the first time he came in, Shi Yuan couldn't help but take a second look at the hotel's decoration, and sighed in his heart. It was a luxurious yet not vulgar style that was visible to the naked eye.
There is a river view next to the hotel, and the glass in Fang Yuechuan's suite is particularly large, so you can enjoy it almost without blind spots.
Shi Yuan stood by the window and could easily overlook the best night view of the river.
The lights of high-rise buildings in the distance flickered, and the river surface illuminated by it was filled with golden waves. In comparison, the room was so peaceful and lonely.
Shi Yuan was lost in thought while looking at the river, then turned around and looked around the room. Suddenly, she felt that this apartment was a bit too big for one person to live in. If it was too empty, it would make her feel lonely.
After a brief trance, Shi Yuan gathered back his racing thoughts, looked at the time on his phone, and decided to go back to the room and take a quick shower.
She discovered yesterday that there are surprises in every drawer of this hotel. From big-name daily necessities to luxury drinks and various fruits and vegetables, you can find everything you can think of.
Shi Yuan took some disposable underwear that suited him from the bathroom drawer, took a combat bath neatly, put on his nightgown, and threw the changed clothes into the washing machine.
This nightgown is the same one that Fang Yuechuan wore before, but the size is different. If you look closely, the material should be real silk. It drape well when worn on the body, and it is smooth and close to the skin.
Spending more money will indeed lead to more enjoyment. Shi Yuan saw that there was a spa in this suite, and she wanted to give it a try if conditions allowed.
I've been too tired from work lately. I feel like my whole body is dusty from running back and forth. Even taking a shower is a luxury.
Shi Yuan is now waiting for Fang Yuechuan to come back. The two of them will discuss Zhou Shun's affairs as soon as possible so that she can go to bed early.
"Boom!"
Shi Yuan was about to find a hair dryer when she heard someone knocking on the door when passing by the living room. She guessed that it might be Fang Yuechuan who was back.
She walked to the door and turned on the camera to check. After confirming that it was Fang Yuechuan, she opened the door.
Fang Yuechuan didn't expect Shi Yuan to be so unprepared for a grown man like him, and to be dressed so casually in the same room at night.
Shi Yuan has a curvy figure. The thin silk nightgown fits her waist very well and can cleverly outline the graceful body curves.
Her posture was relaxed and natural, showing no trace of seduction, but somehow revealing an indescribable pure temptation.
The moment the door opened, Fang Yuechuan's eyes flashed with astonishment. He stood there in a daze and forgot to enter the door.
Shi Yuan saw this and asked, "Aren't you coming in?"
Fang Yuechuan finally came back to his senses, turned his head with a nervous look, coughed twice and said, "I bought something from Feng Yuezhai, do you want to try it?"
"I'm not very hungry yet, so you can leave it alone for now." Shi Yuan didn't notice Fang Yuechuan's subtle restraint at all, so he went to find a hair dryer.
"good."
When Fang Yuechuan came in, he first put the food he brought back on the dining table. After taking off his suit jacket, he slumped down on the sofa and roughly pulled open his tie and the top button of his shirt.
His originally abstinent formal clothes were extremely messy. His chest rose and fell with his breathing. Coupled with his already sexy figure, he gave a completely lustful and decadent posture.
His brows were always frowning, as if full of fatigue and irritability, and his long and strong fingers pinched the center of his brows.
The living room was extremely quiet, and Fang Yuechuan closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.
It wasn't until the sound of the hair dryer sounded in the public bathroom that he slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembling as if there were waves in the stagnant water.
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Shi Yuan went through a lot of trouble to find the hair dryer. He rummaged through all the cabinets and drawers he could find, only to find the hair dryer hanging on the wall. He almost laughed in anger at himself.
In order to save time, she put down her hair wrapped in a towel, combed it briefly, and started blowing it with the highest wind.
Her hair was a little tangled in the middle. Shi Yuan lowered her head and took a few seconds to untie it. When she looked up again, she suddenly found Fang Yuechuan in the mirror in front of her, leaning against the door frame behind her with his arms folded, tilting his head and looking at her faintly.
Shi Yuan was startled, frowned and asked, "Why don't you make any noise when you walk?"
Fang Yuechuan said lazily: "The hair dryer is too noisy."
Shi Yuan didn't argue with him and turned around to continue drying her hair with the hair dryer.
Fang Yuechuan didn't bother her, he just stood by the door and watched quietly.
Soon, the only sound left in the air was the whirring of the hair dryer. Shi Yuan consciously did not look at Fang Yuechuan, but no one felt comfortable being stared at like this.
She could only speed up the process and only blew her hair for seven or eight minutes before stopping hastily.
Fang Yuechuan saw this and asked, "Stop blowing?"
Shi Yuan: "Yeah."
Fang Yuechuan suddenly came closer, raised his hand to lift up a small strand of long hair, and gently twisted it. The silky black hair felt cool to the touch, like fine silk, and he lowered his eyes and said, "It's not completely dry yet."
Shi Yuan pulled her hair back naturally and said, "I didn't sleep for a while, and I did it by myself soon. Didn't you want to talk to me about Zhou Shun? You can talk now."
Fang Yuechuan glanced at her, turned and walked to the living room: "Come here and sit and chat."
Seeing this, Shi Yuan quickly combed her hair and followed him out.
When she arrived at the living room, she saw Fang Yuechuan standing at the dining table playing with a square bamboo food box.
The box has three layers in total, and each layer is filled with very good-looking meals. Fang Yuechuan laid out plates one by one, and there were actually seven or eight plates.
Shi Yuan was a little surprised: "Did you bring these back?"
"Well," Fang Yuechuan placed the tableware in front of Shi Yuan and said, "They all taste good, you can try them."
Shi Yuan picked up the chopsticks and picked up a crystal clear shrimp dumpling, and couldn't help but mutter: "Why did you buy so many? It's all wasted if you can't finish them."
Fang Yuechuan said in a natural tone: "I'll eat the rest if I can't finish it."
"..." Shi Yuan's hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, lowered his eyes for a moment, and then silently put the shrimp dumplings into his mouth.
In Shi Yuan's impression, Fang Yuechuan is the first and currently the only person who has eaten her leftovers.
This matter is small to say the least, but if it can be done, it proves that the relationship is very subtle.
Shi Yuan felt that Fang Yuechuan might want to repeat his old tricks, gradually getting closer to her in a subtle way, just like before, but Fang Yuechuan's behavior now was obviously bolder than when he was studying.
"Does it taste good?" Fang Yuechuan looked at her and asked.
Shi Yuan came back to his senses and said: "Not bad."
Fang Yuechuan: "Try something else. If you're not hungry, eat a little less on each plate."
Shi Yuan: "..."
The night was getting thick outside the window, and even the lights of the tall buildings in the distance seemed very empty. The huge room was inexplicably deserted, but it seemed that there was a trace of unspeakable tenderness in the dining table where the two sat opposite each other.
