When they finished their main course, there was a desert. It was time to leave. Luo Chong paid and faced two directions.
"Where to?" Yang Jiaqi asked as she sat in the truck.
A delicious dinner, she hoped, would be just as satisfactory.
"My house." He told her.
"Oh." she answered.
In front of Yang Jiaqi's house. He always picked her at her house or met her at the gym. Luo Chong entered a small section and opened up a path. It ended in a large small road. There were three houses, and Luo Chong pulled up the door of the road. He punched open the grid in the code. Closing the door behind them, they drove around the corner to the two-door garage.
"So, is this your place?”Yang Jiaqi said.
"Yes, I am." Luo Chong replied in a neutral tone.
It was huge, three stories high, and a huge lake. Luo Chong stopped the truck in the garage door way, and Yang Jiaqi took the road to the front door of the interlocked stone lane. The light illuminated the front steps. Luo Chong slid his key into the lock and walked into the house. He turned on the lights and the alarm system, and Yang Jiaqi followed him in. They removed their coats and boots before Luo Chong led her deeper into the house.
"How long have you lived here?" she asked his back.
Luo Chong replied,"Because I am five."”
He led her up the stairs, through the next floor and stopped. They went down to the end of the corridor and entered a room. Luo Chong's bedroom.
"Ah!" Luo Chong sighed in satisfaction as he walked in and opened his desk.
This was surprisingly sparse. Yang Jiaqi could see that a teenage girl's room was usually messy, but Luo Chong's room was spotless. There was a large office desk in the corner that dominated the room. The office equipment and the sound system were neatly arranged. The bed was a queen-sized bed, and it was hidden in a corner of the room. There was no television, Yang Jiaqi pointed out, or anything else that would serve as a distraction. Luo Chong took off his suit jacket and slid open the door. In his wardrobe, his clothes were also neatly arranged.
Other than that, the room was basically empty. There were no pictures to decorate the walls, and there were no signs of Luo Chong's personality. This was strange, but for some reason, Yang Jiaqi felt that she should have expected it. Luo Chong concentrated to the extreme. This was a place for sleeping and working. Luo Chong let Yang Jiaqi spy on him, so he didn't mind looking for her. For most people of their age, their bedroom was their private refuge. Luo Chong had his other places.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"A little dull." She answered honestly and turned to face him.
Luo Chong walked forward. "Why didn't we have some fun?”
His hand came out and rested on her shoulder. Yang Jiaqi raised her head and looked at him. She narrowed her eyes and smiled at him.
"A little music?" she suggested.
"Of course." he replied.
He went to his computer and clicked on a program. After a few clicks, the music came through his speakers. What kind of woman was Buddy Guy? Yang Jiaqi had yet to find out what kind of music Luo Chong was listening to. Music was such a big part of her life that it seemed strange that she had never asked him about his preferences, and he always seemed more or less indifferent to what they listened to when they were together. Luo Chong walked over to her, brushing his teeth on her bare biceps.
"Buddy Guy, is it?" she asked.
Luo Chong shrugged. "My grandpa likes the Blues, I guess it wears me down.”
The suggestive lyrics of the song seemed inexplicably elegant and instrument backed up. Yang Jiaqi could admire the classic method. She recognized the song and sang it, circling Luo Chong's shoulders as she sang it with her arms.
"You should be locked up, pretty girl/in my bedroom with me/Hey, you should be locked up, pretty girl/in my bedroom with me.”Her voice was hoarse and matched the tone of the music.
Luo Chong grinned. "This is really amazing, you know?”
Yang Jiaqi blushed. "Thank you."
She turned around and tugged at her hair, letting Luo Chong draw the zipper of her clothes. He slid his hand into the flap, his fingers gliding along her spine as he opened the back of her clothes. Yang Jiaqi began to feel warm as the background music drifted. She focused on his touch, his breathing behind her, his zipper slowly progressing.
Yang Jiaqi was wearing a red diving bra. Blazing tones of clothing suited the olive tree tones, Yang Jiaqi's skin, and drew Luo Chong's eyes. His fingers came to the buttons of her bra, brushing the pure material along her spine as they continued their journey. When the zipper came to an end, He Luo Chong reached his hand into her clothes and slid his hands along her sides. Yang Jiaqi felt warm when he touched her, and a familiar pain started between her thighs.
"Do you want to see something cool?”he asked.
"I don't know. I'm digging your bedroom now.”Yang Jiaqi replied lazily.
"Trust me, you will like this.”He told her.
Yang Jiaqi's curiosity was piqued when he went offline.
"Did you bring your iPad?" he asked her.
"Yes," she answered."It was in my purse.”
"Catch it." He said as he pulled back his boxer.
"Should I be vindicated?" Yang Jiaqi said. She was still wearing her underwear and bra.
"Nothing, just an iPad.”He told her.
She touched it and then followed him because he had left the room. Their bare feet cooled down the hardwood-floored corridor, filling gently against it as they walked down two flights of stairs. Yang Jiaqi and Luo Chong followed him around the corner, and the corridor fell again. How big was this place? Yang Jiaqi didn't know herself. Luo Chong led her to another set of stairs and through the entertainment room. He was very interested in what this was, but he led her to another corridor.
He went through a door, turned on a light, and Yang Jiaqi gasped happily as they walked in. It was a huge bathroom. A bathtub was placed on the far side of the room, and it was designed to be below the stage. It was a large rectangular shape. Yang Jiaqi approached her and found her throat.
"My parents took the bathroom and redid it a few years ago. My mom insisted on having a jacuzzis.”he explained.
It was a beautiful space with gray tile floors, marble countertops, a bathtub in the corner, and a separate shower. There was a door that led to somewhere Yang Jiaqi couldn't be sure of.
"You have to listen." Luo Chong told her.
Yang Jiaqi thought about her choice and went to take a shower. Luo Chong did not admit what it was. It was some kind of psychedelic rock's perfect work. She filled the bathtub and then snatched Yang Jiaqi. He approached her and gestured for her to turn around. Yang Jiaqi grinned as he unbuttoned her bra and held it up disobediently. He smiled and took it away. Her Jade Peak was finally free.
He grabbed her underwear and pulled her legs down, squeezing her and giggling. Yang Jiaqi tied her hair into a bun with elasticity, then put it in the bathtub and peeled off Luo Chong. There was enough space for the two of them, but Yang Jiaqi decided to lie down for him. Luo Chong opened the plane, and the two sat together, enjoying their water massage. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she hugged him tightly. They leaned against each other.
Luo Chong felt that Yang Jiaqi's hand was holding them to him. That night, he remembered that she had called him a month ago. He felt her relaxing water stirring the people around him, the smell of what shampoo she used to fill her nose. She entered the water up to her shoulders, exposing her throat. Luo Chong rubbed her belly with one hand. Yang Jiaqi hummed happily and turned her head to the side, as if it was in her throat or mouth.
Luo Chong pressed his lips, revealing his flesh, and brought his hand, her jade peak. Yang Jiaqi took a breath excitedly. She closed her eyes because she felt him massaging the water below her jade peak. Before his other hand slid down her thigh, he continued to rub her stomach. She opened her eyes. Luo Chong, who had rested more than her, pinched her limbs. She twisted her hand around his, pushing back his swollen manliness.
"Is it horny?" he asked.
Yang Jiaqi laughed softly. "I don't like you." she answered.
They kissed for a long time, both slowly getting more and more bored, their noses brushing against each other as their lips came again and again. They were playful and serious, lascivious and loving, using lips, tongues and teeth to express their happiness. At last, exhausted, they pressed their foreheads together and closed their eyes. The sweet scent of others tickled their own lips, growing steadily and calmly drifting to sleep in the arms of the other party's lover.
When Xiao Min woke up, she found that Wei Ming had already left. She left his bedroom and entered his small apartment. A voice behind her startled her.
"He left a note on the table.”said Eddy. He was Wei Ming's roommate and best friend.
Eddy had been scaring her. The long-term public admiration he gave her made her very uncomfortable. Xiao Min didn't like him and called him Wei Ming's old problematic drug. Even now, she could see the tube on the coffee table, a small bag containing crushed crystals. Why did he seduce Wei Ming like this? Wasn't it terrible that he had ruined his own life? Did he need to destroy Wei Ming? Eddie's grandparents were already rich, and his parents had inherited their wealth.
They had basically paid for him and disappeared. It was an awkward thing to stop. So, he lived in this small apartment all day long, every drug he could find was getting higher and higher, watching the Internet, having sex, and playing endless hours of computer games. She might have already felt sorry for him, if not for the most unpleasant person she had ever met.
Wei Ming tried to defend him, explaining that Eddie had saved his life at one point or another. Basically, he gave his friends a good show of any kind, even openly leering at his girlfriend.
Trying to ignore the vortex staring at her, Xiao Min went to the kitchen table and found a note.
Xiao Min,
I had to go to work and didn't want to wake you up. I'll see you later.
Wei Ming
That was it. He said to her. He said that there had been a lot the night before. The problem immediately began. He didn't approve of her clothes and accused her of trying too hard to look sexy. This really hurt her. She had already spent a few hours picking out her clothes, and he had just brushed and worked hard. She had changed. Although she had discovered something, he had agreed to let them go to the restaurant before he found out. The first meal was already enjoyable enough. The food was always good, and Wei Ming was not bad.
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