Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luosang’s face blushed. She lowered her head to check her cloth, and found that it was wetted by the wine. Then, she raised her eyes to see the man who had been wiping her mouth. The light of the luxurious chandelier quietly poured on his handsome face, made him look even more elegant than usual. However, he wasn’t aware of that, but was frowningly staring at Luosang’s face. She had seen her own reflection in his bottomless-deep, dark eyes, that made her feel hot, and hard to turn her eyes away from him.
Until his hands almost reached her collarbones, Luosang quivered and hurriedly grasped his hand and said, “I’ll do it myself.”
Nian Junting gazed at her hand which was holding his hand. Her face was tanned, but the skin of her hand was still milky-white, seemed to be in harmony with his olive skin.
‘Well, even our skin colors match so perfectly,’ he thought.
He smiled with satisfaction, then said, “If you want to do it yourself, why’re you holding my hand?”
Sensing the warmth from his skin, Luosang hurriedly loosened her hand, as if she was burned. “I worried that you might not stop if I didn’t make you to,” she said, feeling a little embarrassed.
“Am I a lustful man who doesn’t know how to respect women? You’ve taken so much advantage of me, yet you’re still trying to shift the blame to other shoulders.” Nian Junting shook his head helplessly and threw away the used towelette. Then, he put the whole bagful of towelette in her hands and said to her, your chest is dirty as well, wipe yourself.”
Luosang’s face blushed again. She guessed that he had seen something that he wasn’t supposed to see, as he knew that her chest was dirty. “Stop looking at me,” she said.
While speaking, she hurriedly pulled her collar upward.
“Your collar is too wide. Is that my fault?” Nian Junting honestly felt that there was no need for her to do that. However, he was used to her little tricks, and found them quite interesting. “You can wear this kind of clothes when you’re with me, but in front of other men, you need to dress more conservatively.”
“I wear whatever I like. Does that have anything to do with you?” Luosang glared at him while wiping her own neck.
Nian Junting wasn’t angry at all. Being stared by Luosang’s large bright eyes, he felt that his heart was itchy.
‘That has everything to do with me. I’ll be taking off your clothes in the future, so I get to decide what you wear,’ he thought.
“Have you done? If you’re done, I’ll send you back,” he said.
“Mr. Nian, thank you for your kindness. We’ll take a taxi.” Luosang wanted to leave as soon as possible, and decided to not wait for Tang Ning.
“Let’s go. I bet Mr. Wei is waiting for you in some dark corner. You need me to send you back, so he’ll know that you’re really under my protection, and won’t dare to bring you any more troubles,” said Nian Junting lazily, “You’re just a student, but you always offended people that you aren’t supposed to offend. If you didn’t have me with you every time, you wouldn’t be able to get yourself out of troubles.”
“Do you think I want this?” Said Luosang through clenched teeth, “I can’t help, I’m too pretty.”
Nian Junting didn’t know how to continue, as he suddenly realized that Luosang was even more confident than he was.
The four of them walked out of the hotel. Nian Junting’s car was still parked by the cinema, so Lu Kang went to get it. He needed about ten minutes for that.
Nian Junting and the two girls waited by the entrance of the hotel. Hearing that he was leaving, Mr. Zhu hurriedly came to say goodbye. “Mr. Nian, why are you leaving so soon? Did we do anything wrong? Just now, quite a few directors and filmmakers wanted to talk with you about the future film investments.”
“You’ve done something indeed,” Nian Junting’s face darkened slightly. As a successful man who had spent his time in the army, he had an invisible but strong cold vibe radiated from his body once his expression changed slightly.
