HCB Chapter 573 During the Blizzard 12
Chapter 573 During the Blizzard 12
Jiang Yang officially confessed his feelings to Jian Muzi.
During this time together, his feelings for her deepened, and he could also sense that she wasn't indifferent to him.
Jian Muzi did indeed have a physical attraction to him initially, but during their time together, she also developed a psychological attraction to him.
She wasn't one to hesitate, so she readily agreed.
She generally has this attitude towards men: as long as they are physically compatible, feel comfortable around them, and have feelings for them, she will give them a chance.
Her attitude of neither refusing nor taking much initiative seems a bit like a jerk, but she's responsible.
Although she may not have felt a deep, unforgettable love for them, there was still a sense of warmth and affection that developed over time.
After all, life is long and needs some spice, and naturally developing feelings for different people is also a kind of fun.
After they got together, they became even closer, and kissing and hugging became a regular occurrence.
That night, after Jiang Yang took Jian Muzi home, he went back to his hotel and went to sleep. Not long after, he suddenly received a call from China.
After hanging up the phone, he booked the earliest flight back to China the next day.
With several hours to go before leaving for the airport, Jiang Yang got up and sat quietly on the sofa by the window, taking a few sips of mineral water from the table.
He stared blankly at the street scene outside the window, where snowflakes were constantly falling, and suddenly felt a urge to smoke.
Without much hesitation, Jiang Yang put on his coat and went downstairs.
As he left the convenience store, he stood at the door, opened a cigarette pack, lit a cigarette, and the smoke rings he exhaled were blown toward him by the wind.
Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze involuntarily turning towards the direction of Jian Muzi's house.
His feet seemed to move uncontrollably in that direction, and along the way, he kept recalling his experiences in Hull over the past few days.
The thought of returning home makes me increasingly reluctant to leave.
Jian Muzi woke up after Xiao Qi reminded her that Jiang Yang was downstairs at her house.
"Host, Jiang Yang is returning to China tomorrow."
"So sudden?"
"Yes, something came up in Dongxincheng and he needs to go back to handle it."
"Oh." Jian Muzhi lay in her warm bed, really not wanting to move.
However, thinking about the person standing downstairs who wasn't sending messages or knocking on the door, she decided to get out of bed since she was already awake.
Fortunately, the room was warm and the floor was covered with a plush carpet. She went downstairs barefoot in the blink of an eye.
Why didn't you knock before you came?
Jiang Yang turned around when he heard the sound and found the door open, with Jian Muzi standing in the doorway looking at him.
She must have gotten out of bed; she was wearing a thin velvet nightgown with a low neckline that exposed a lot of skin, making it easy for drafts to get in.
Looking further down, she was still barefoot on the carpet.
Jiang Yang put out his cigarette, worried that she might catch a cold as the wind was biting outside.
He stepped forward and pushed her a little further inside, then took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders before putting his arm around her shoulder and leading her inside.
"It's very windy outside, don't catch a cold."
Jian Muzi smiled and pointed to the coat rack next to her: "There are coats here. Do you want to take off yours and wear mine?"
"Are you still sleepy?" Jiang Yang didn't answer her question for the time being, but asked something else.
"Thankfully, she's already awake."
"Then I won't wear my coat. Can I come in and sit down?"
Although he was asking Jian Muzi, he had already closed the door and put on the slippers he had worn earlier.
Jian Muzi just smiled and took his coat off her own body and hung it aside.
With the door closed, the room wasn't cold at all, so Jiang Yang didn't try to persuade her to put it on again.
Where are your shoes?
"In the bedroom upstairs."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yang walked over, picked the person up, and carried them inside.
Without having to walk herself, Jian Muzi simply reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, looking quite lazy.
Jiang Yang looked down at her and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
He strode forward, picked her up, and placed her on the sofa. He sat down beside her and took a blanket from the side to cover her with it.
After he finished, he finally spoke: "I'm going back to China early tomorrow morning. I want to be close to you, but I don't want to wake you up."
Jian Muzi lay down on his lap: "So you're just standing outside by yourself?"
"Hehehe, I couldn't sleep, so I went out to buy cigarettes and ended up here."
What time is your flight tomorrow?
"Seven o'clock."
Jian Muzi pulled his hand and looked up at the time on his watch.
"Has this watch been adjusted for time? Is it still on domestic time?"
"It's not adjusted; it's just a decoration now."
Upon hearing this, Jian Muzhi calculated the time back six hours to estimate the current time.
"You have to go to the airport in five hours, aren't you sleepy?"
Jiang Yang shook his head, then couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing her on the cheek: "I'm not sleepy, I'm just a little reluctant to part with her."
The two were very close, their breaths mingling, and they couldn't help but draw closer as they looked at each other.
Jian Muzi smelled the faint scent of cigarettes on him and the familiar smell of shampoo in the hotel.
Jiang Yang also smelled a rose scent emanating from her, which must have been the scent of her shower gel.
His gaze, which had been fixed on her eyes, unconsciously began to move down to her full lips.
Jian Muzi felt a hand on her back, and her body was lifted up a little.
Then, Jiang Yang pulled her into his arms and kissed her, his kiss filled with a barely perceptible urgency and desire.
She closed her eyes, raised her hand to hook her arms around his neck, and slightly parted her lips. Jiang Yang seized the opportunity and plunged in, the kiss becoming even deeper.
Jian Muzi felt the hem of her nightgown being slightly lifted, and a large hand with calloused skin reached inside, gently stroking her from her leg to her waist, and continuing upwards.
Her mind was blank, but she was still thinking about the calluses on his hands, probably from holding a golf club for many years.
……
The position was moved to the second floor.
Following the carpet strewn with clothes, we walked through the door and into the warm, dimly lit room.
Two figures were intertwined on the large bed, exchanging blows.
……
After the two of them were exhausted and had washed themselves clean, they came out of the bathroom and went back to bed to sleep.
Jian Muzi was sleeping in Jiang Yang's arms, with the heat source behind her pressed tightly against her back.
She felt a little hot, and every time she tried to move forward, he would pull her back tightly. In the end, she could only give up and lift the blanket a little to stick her legs out.
As dawn broke, Jiang Yang opened his eyes, hugged the person in his arms tighter, nuzzled her neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "I need to go back and pack my things; I'm heading to the airport."
Jian Muzi nodded with her eyes closed: "Okay, bye-bye."
She was so tired that she had only slept for about two hours and just wanted to sleep. She had no intention of seeing him off.
Jiang Yang couldn't bear to let her get up to see him off, but he didn't seem reluctant to part with her at all.
He was still a little helpless: "I'll come over when I have time. You should come back to China and visit me when you have time too?"