Something fun to do…
It didn’t need to be said aloud. Any adult knew exactly what that meant.
Su Yanxi’s skin wasn’t nearly as thick as Young Master Fu’s. Hers was like dumpling dough; his was like watermelon rind.
She shoved him away with all her strength. Young Master Fu didn’t try to restrain her again, instead rolling onto his back beside her.
Su Yanxi got out of bed and hurried to the door, where she stood with her back against the wall like a little rabbit that had wandered into a wolf’s den.
Young Master Fu reached over and pressed the room-service button by the bed. “I’m hungry. Let’s get something to eat.”
The food arrived quickly. The marbled steak, flown in from Australia, was seared to a glossy brown and filled the room with a rich, savory aroma.
There were two steaks on the table. Young Master Fu helped himself to one without saying who the other was for.
Su Yanxi sensibly took the seat opposite him and began savoring the other one.
She wasn’t about to let herself go hungry.
Remembering how he had rescued her earlier that day, Su Yanxi picked up the red wine and poured a glass for herself and Young Master Fu.
Her slender, pale fingers raised the fragrant, full-bodied red. “Brother Linchen, thank you for saving me today.”
Young Master Fu watched her with his deep-set gaze. “What was that performance this afternoon? Unrequited love, so you threw yourself into the pool to die?”
“No,” Su Yanxi replied, firm and clear. “I fell into the pool by accident. I’d never give up my life for anyone. I love myself.”
A faint smile curled Young Master Fu’s red lips. He raised his glass to hers. “Bottoms up.”
After finishing her glass, Su Yanxi saw two Young Master Fus.
Swaying from side to side, she walked in a wavy line over to Young Master Fu and grabbed Young Master Fu’s shoulders, shaking him. “Hehe, Brother Linchen, you got copied and pasted into two people!”
Drunk—confirmed.
The whole world started to spin. Unable to stay on her feet, Su Yanxi decided to find somewhere to sit—
and plopped straight into Young Master Fu’s lap.
Her soft, pale arms looped around Young Master Fu’s neck. She reached up, poked his face hard, then grabbed his cheeks and pulled them outward, as if deeply dissatisfied.
“How could you kiss me? My first kiss got eaten by a dog. Waaah!”
Young Master Fu covered her lower back with his palm and coaxed her, “You took such a big loss. You should get revenge on me. Come on, bite my lips and kiss me back.”
Su Yanxi thought it over with her mind muddled to mush, then answered, “Good idea!”
She cupped Young Master Fu’s face in both hands, leaned over, and bit Young Master Fu’s lips.
A row of tiny tooth marks appeared on Young Master Fu’s lower lip.
He continued to coax her. “Just one bite? How could that possibly avenge you? Come on, bite me a few more times.”
Su Yanxi thought it over again. “You’re right!”
She leaned over and bit his lips several more times.
Their breaths mingled. He lifted her in his arms, and together they tumbled onto the soft double bed.
Su Yanxi’s rosy lips were parted. Like a greedy child who’d tasted something delicious, she kept asking the man beneath her for more, even though her lips were already swollen. “I want to kiss you again.”
The man’s low, pleasant voice coaxed her on. “Kissing isn’t enough. Want to try something more fun?”
Su Yanxi arched her neck and leaned toward his lips. “Yes. I want to play.”
Young Master Fu slowly stroked her face. “How do you want to play? Should I blindfold you with my tie, or tie your hands with it?”
Su Yanxi said, “Only children have to choose. Adults want both.”
“You’re quite the little wildcat.”
Fu Linchen’s thin red lips curved into a faint smile. He reached out and patted her cheek. “Little Sister, if you start crying in a minute, I’m not stopping.”
He swiftly pulled off his black tie and blindfolded her.
When she couldn’t see, her hearing, taste, smell, and touch were heightened, growing far more sensitive.
“First the blindfold, then your hands. The night is long. We’ll play one thing at a time.”
Two intimate, undulating silhouettes appeared in the mirror…
When Su Yanxi woke, it was four in the afternoon the next day. Her whole body felt as if it had been run over by a car; even her bones seemed ready to fall apart.
She saw Fu Linchen standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone. He was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of army-green camouflage trousers.
He stood straight as a pine, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, with strong, solid chest and abdominal muscles. The lines of his body radiated a vigorous strength very different from the physique built in a gym—
This was a sensuality forged through countless field exercises and sweat, charged with a wild, untamed desire.
Su Yanxi stared dazedly at his uncovered upper body, feeling warmth spread through her chest. Why wasn’t he wearing a shirt?
At the same time, a thought popped into her mind: He had an incredible body—better than any male model she’d ever seen on television.
No, those male models couldn’t compare to him at all. He was much sexier.
Wait, what was she thinking…?
Su Yanxi and Fu Linchen weren’t strangers, but they weren’t close, either.
Su Yanxi, Gu Yanze, and several other children had all grown up together in the Beijing Military Compound.
Fu Linchen didn’t live there. He lived somewhere even more mysterious and powerful.
Armed soldiers guarded the Beijing Military Compound. There was a sentry every five paces and a checkpoint every ten; ordinary people couldn’t get in at all. Fu Linchen was the exception. He could come and go as he pleased.
This country was vast, its rivers and mountains magnificent. There was nowhere he couldn’t go.
Su Yanxi’s impression of Fu Linchen was simple: wild and bad.
He was noble, arrogant, and beautiful—unmatched by anyone.
When Su Yanxi was sixteen, she saw Fu Linchen fight with a boy surnamed Bo. Despite the Bo Family’s powerful background, Fu Linchen didn’t hesitate for a second. He punched the eldest son of the Bo Family so hard that he ended up in the ICU.
As for why they fought, it involved the relationships among the Fu, Gu, and Bo families, so it became a secret. The three families never spoke of it.
There was something else Su Yanxi remembered vividly.
She first met Fu Linchen when she was nine.
On a warm, sunny afternoon, she was sitting on a little stool, eating the strawberry cake her grandfather had bought her, when a handsome, pretty older boy walked in.
He wore a white shirt and black trousers, with his tie hanging loosely around his neck. His hands were in his pockets, and he had long legs. He was incredibly good-looking.
“Xiaobudian, would you let Big Brother have a bite of your cake? I’m not greedy. Just one bite.”
Strawberry cake was Su Yanxi’s favorite, but she had always been generous about sharing.
Su Yanxi, her hair in two ponytails, nodded. “You can have some, Big Brother.”
He said he’d have one bite, and he really did take only one—except that in one bite, he ate the entire piece of cake.
The plate was left empty. Little Su Yanxi’s eyes filled with tears.
Su Yanxi came back to herself, hearing Fu Linchen say:
“Something came up yesterday and delayed me. I’ll visit Grandpa today.”
Old Master Fu’s deep, resonant voice boomed from the phone. “You come back and don’t even go home? You won’t even see your own grandfather? Who could possibly be more important than me?”
Fu Linchen moved the phone farther from his ear. “I’m coming back to pay my respects to you right now. Could you please not get angry? If you make yourself sick, I’ll be heartbroken. I’m your eldest grandson, after all.”
Old Master Fu said, “The sky is blue, the sea is deep, and you haven’t said one true thing.”
He said that, but the corners of his mouth were practically reaching for the sun.
Fu Linchen put his phone away. As he turned, he saw Su Yanxi avert her gaze.
“Caught red-handed. Were you eavesdropping on my call?”
“I wasn’t.” Su Yanxi wasn’t looking away because of that at all.
She sat up under the covers, wrapped herself in them, and pointed at his bare chest. “You’re not wearing a shirt.”
Fu Linchen didn’t seem to care. His long fingers deftly toyed with his phone, spinning it once between them.
“I’m wearing pants.”
But no shirt.
Su Yanxi didn’t say that aloud. Come to think of it, he’d spent several years in the military, surrounded by men. Going around bare-chested must have been common there.
He was probably used to being shirtless.
But Su Yanxi wasn’t used to it.
She’d never seen a man so casually bare-chested in front of a woman. He wasn’t embarrassed at all.
Su Yanxi glanced away as if nothing were out of the ordinary, putting on an equally casual air as she changed the subject. “Brother Linchen, you must be busy in the military. Are you going back soon?”
“I’m not going back. I’ve left the service.”
Su Yanxi was startled. “You left the service yesterday?”
Fu Linchen braced his hands on either side of her and pressed his lips to her ear. “That’s right. I’d only just left the service yesterday when you took advantage of me and dragged me into bed. My sweet Little Sister.”
Su Yanxi: “…”
A few scattered fragments of last night flickered through her mind. She’d forgotten some of it and remembered some.
She’d forgotten all the coaxing Fu Linchen had done. The only thing she remembered was how eagerly she’d told him she wanted more.
So Su Yanxi smoothly and willingly took the blame for taking advantage of him and dragging him into bed.
She felt horribly guilty and didn’t dare meet Fu Linchen’s eyes. She kept rambling, trying to change the subject. “Um, well, Brother Linchen, now that you’re finally back, are you going to visit Grandpa today?”
“I’ll visit both Grandpas—the Gu family’s and the Fu family’s.”
Su Yanxi nodded. “Both of them miss you, too.”
Fu Linchen bent down, his tall frame lowering until he was at eye level with her. Looking straight into her eyes, he asked, “Are they the only ones who miss me?”
Caught off guard, Su Yanxi fell into the dark, bottomless depths of his eyes, and her heartbeat lost its rhythm.
She leaned back, putting some distance between them. “E-everyone misses you.”
Fu Linchen pressed on, advancing step by step until he had backed her against the wall.
“After five years apart, Su Yanxi, did you miss me?”
The question was blunt, with not the slightest hint of subtlety.
Su Yanxi’s heart beat even faster. A faint smile appeared on her face as she pretended to be calm.
“I’m part of everyone, too, so of course I missed you.”
She dodged the question, skirting the point.
Fu Linchen gave a casual laugh and straightened up, his voice lazy. “Ever thought about changing careers?”
“Changing careers?” Su Yanxi didn’t understand why Fu Linchen had suddenly asked.
“You’re so good at deflecting. You should teach people the twenty-four-form Tai Chi.”
Su Yanxi was at a loss for words. “I’m telling the truth. After you left Beijing, everyone in the Military Compound missed you. They’d bring you up whenever they chatted.”
“If other people hadn’t brought me up, you’d have thought of nothing but Gu Yanze. You wouldn’t even remember who I was,” Fu Linchen said with a soft scoff.
“Little Princess, you really do forget people easily.”
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