“I can make you another one tomorrow if you like it so much.”
His lips curved upward a little.
Gu Shishi blinked and pursed her lips a little.
But a tissue… was pushed over by Huo Sishen.
“Here, wipe it off.”
He picked up the mug elegantly.
Feeling defeated, Gu Shishi’s shoulders drooped.
“The maid coming to clean in a little bit is going to laugh at you,” said Huo Sishen bluntly.
That was true too. They were inside the dining area where people could walk past any minute. How could they be doing the so-called coffee kiss here…
That was a mistake on her part!
Disappointed, she stood up with the mug in her hand and was about to walk away. “Thank you for the coffee. Good night then…”
She had just taken one step when a burning hard touched the waist.
“Why are you unhappy?”
Huo Sishen had noticed how Gu Shishi’s emotions had gone from happy to anticipation to finally becoming dispirited and disappointed.
When she turned around disappointed, the words had slipped out of him.
Subtly, there was a stirring inside of him – he didn’t want her to be sad.
“Why are you unhappy?”
He asked again when he didn’t get an answer.
In fact, with his clear head and strong analytical skill, he quickly lowered his cold and fierce dark eyes.
“You… want to sketch?”
Sketch?
The word bought back some of her rationality from the touch of the burning palm placed o her back.
Her burning cheeks had recovered some.
“Where are we going?”
Sketching is a necessary part of every artist.
Chinese painting worked a little bit differently. It wasn’t about drawing accurately what was in front of one. It was about looking at a lot of sceneries before one went home, closed one’s door, and create from one’s memories of the scenery what was in their mind.
Huo Sishen’s lips twitched obviously.
He looked around the dining area and his face grew longer.
“To the study.”
Gu Shishi, who thought they would at least be visiting some scenic areas, “? ? ?”
Five minutes later, when she walked inside of the study, coffee in hand, she saw – the boss, his face long, his shirt gone, his look uneasy, and his muscular back…
Gu Shishi, “! ! !”
All she wanted was a coffee kiss but the boss… had taken off his clothes.
“You have 10 minutes.”
Huo Sishen turned around.
Gu Shishi, “……”
Forget about sketching, she was feeling so lucky right now!
No wonder her master had always told her that holding the paint brush was a very sacred and lucky thing.
She never quite got his meaning before but now she did!
There was no language or phrase in this world that could be used to accurately describe the beauty in things.
Even the broad and profound Chinese, many phrases could only describe the beauty in the artistic conceptual way but not accurately preserve the moment.
Painting, on the other hand…. Could.
Gu Shishi’s mouth cracked open.
She had already forgotten all about coffee or tissue!
Perhaps because the boss had always jogged in the morning and trained, his muscles were defined but not overly so. His lines were smooth.
His body that was so strong and straight could make women scream.
Even… the desire to touch.
As she was thinking, her fingers were already placed on his back reflexively.
Huo Sishen shuddered.
The cool touch felt like a piece of ice being tossed in a pot of boiling water in his brain. The steam that they’ve caused made him lost his ability to think!
As though liking the way it felt, Gu Shishi pressed down harder.
“So, this piece of bone is over here…”
Huo Sishen, “……”
He closed his eyes deeply.
And gritted his teeth.
“You… have 9 more minutes.”
“Okay!”
Gu Shishi’s mouth cracked open happily.
That was a sleepless night for Gu Shishi.
Lord knew whether it was from the one sip of instant coffee, or the coffee from the coffee machine, or the sketching…!
Gu Shishi felt light headed.
Lying in bed with her eyes closed, she could still see the boss in front of her with his robe half way down, his back exposed.
The boss… certainly knew what he was doing!
