Chapter 5
Chapter 5
In the study, he was sitting in a high-backed chair with an open laptop in front of him.
I held on to the doorframe and asked cautiously, “Are you upset?”
His expression was cool. “What are you doing here?”
“Coaxing you.”
“From that far away?”
Fine, then.
I walked over and sat down on the sofa in the room. “How about this? Close enough?”
He said nothing. There was only a faint, icy sneer at the corner of his lips, one that sent chills skittering down my spine. Left with no choice, I shuffled over to his side. “What about… this?”
At that moment, the sunlight was strangely suggestive, filtering through the dark window screen and casting a thin shadow over the sharp arch of his brow, then shifting along the clean line of his jaw.
“Weren’t you the one who said you wanted to have close contact with me?”
Those eyes of his, always so indifferent, were now looking up at me from below, sending out an intense call of longing and desire.
At some point, I had ended up sitting on his lap, my arms wrapped around his neck.
“Is this close enough?”
“Still not enough.”
He suddenly lifted his head and gently caught my earlobe between his teeth.
“…What about zero distance?”
(Lou He: You said it yourself. We need to broaden our horizons.)
At that moment, my waist was being cinched tight by those strong arms, and I immediately had trouble breathing. “Um, well, it’s still daytime…”
“Daytime is even better.”
Hiss…
How did Lou He become such a flirt after losing his memory?!
“But… but we don’t have protection at home…”
Just as he was about to speak, a breeze blew in through the window. Several notebooks suddenly fell from the bookshelf and hit the floor, knocking out a small, square gold box.
I sprang off his lap, picked up the little box, and alarm bells instantly started blaring in my head.
“Why would we have this at home?”
This little villa was Lou He and my marital home. Aside from my in-laws occasionally coming over to visit, hardly anyone ever came here. More importantly, the box had already been opened, and there were only two left inside.
“I don’t know either.”
Lou He stared at the thing for a long while, his expression grave. “Two should be enough. What do you think?”
“Enough is enough…”
Wait! He was changing the subject!
I slapped the little gold box onto the desk and fixed him with a stern look. “Explain yourself.”
He looked like he wanted to say something but held back. Just then, a loud car horn sounded from downstairs, followed by a bright female voice echoing through the house.
“Bro-ther-I’m back-”
Great. Lou He’s biological younger sister, Lou Su. And she was absolutely not someone easy to serve.
So I shot him a fierce glare, then hurried downstairs to open the door for the Lou Family’s little princess.
Lou Su was standing outside, sunglasses on, red lips vivid. Silk blouse, tiny skirt-at eighteen, she dressed with the mature allure of someone twenty-eight.
Every time I saw her, I couldn’t help lamenting that people really were born into different lives.
When I was eighteen, I was still suffering through college entrance exam prep, writing until the skin on two of my fingers split. Meanwhile, at eighteen, she was already carrying Hermès bags, shopping and traveling all over the world. Tell me, was that fair?
“Where’s Mom?”
She gave me a sidelong glance. “Mom didn’t feel like coming. She went straight home.”
I put on a smile and followed the young miss inside, helping carry her luggage. She pushed the door open with one hand. “Hey, where’s my brother?”
“He’s upstairs.”
“Then go call him down. Are you trying to work me to death?!”
“Okay, okay. You rest. Just rest.”
After appeasing Lou Su, I hurried upstairs to look for Lou He.
Who would’ve thought there was no one in the study, and I couldn’t find him in the guest bedroom either. In the blink of an eye, such a large man had vanished into thin air.
I searched around, and finally pushed open the door to the master bedroom. The bed was a mess, scattered with countless red petals that formed a trail all the way into the bathroom.
Through the door, I could faintly hear the sound of running water inside.
Uneasy, I pushed open the half-closed door, and a wash of warm golden candlelight entered my eyes.
Never in my wildest dreams-the dreams I didn’t even dare to dream-did I expect Lou He to actually create this for me!
Amid the suggestive atmosphere conjured by all that aromatherapy, he reclined in a bathtub shrouded in rising mist. His eyes were hazy, his gaze tender and reproachful, like a god emerging from a river, draped head to toe in golden dust.
He was even holding a lush red flower in his hand. Seeing me enter, he bit off a petal and took it into his mouth, his burning gaze fixed on me, as if both tempting and waiting.
Hiss…
A noise came from behind me. Lou Su had impatiently come looking for us. I immediately shut the door.
“Where’s my brother?”
“He’s not here.”
“You just said he was.”
“Uh… he was just here. Then he suddenly wasn’t.”