His hair was a bit prickly, the texture not entirely the soft and smooth Qi Sui had imagined, so it tickled her thigh.
Besides that...
What else?
Qi Sui's eyes blurred as she stared at the white ceiling, with only a small ring of lights on, casting fragmented halos into her eyes. In the moment their eyes met, Xiang Yu almost thought she was silently crying.
He could only lift his upper face slightly, using his fingers to rub her eyelids, confirming that it was only the shimmer of eye cream oil, not tears in her eyes. Then he slowed his movements, cupping her face with warm palms, tenderly and slowly touching her chin with his fingertips. There was a bit of thin soft flesh there. When his fingers rested on it like playing piano, he could feel her skin burning with shivers.
He liked it.
This meant Qi Sui wasn't completely numb.
This meant that of the two of them, he wasn't the only one indulging in wishful thinking. Even if this touch of emotion, this caress, was something he had begged for, at least at this moment, her shivers were genuine, her pleasure came from this man named Xiang Yu.
How precious was that?
How many years had he waited for this scene to come true?
There was only one mouth; if it was used for other things, it couldn't kiss.
Xiang Yu lifted his head, wet. The faint light from the small light strip enveloped him. His straight nose bridge was still like a small mountain range perched on his face. That mountain range shattered the light completely, leaving Qi Sui to see only glistening specks on his face.
That lip bead she had teasingly called "fleshy" was as red as a small persimmon, coated with sticky moisture, which he primly pressed flat.
So bad.
Absolutely terrible.
Qi Sui frantically pulled away his warm hand, covering her eyes, and said hoarsely,
"Director Xiang, where's your professionalism? Has it all been fed to the dogs?"
Xiang Yu licked his lips, said nothing, only looked at her with those originally aloof eyes, now sparkling.
"Alright—I understand..."
Qi Sui reached out and covered his mouth, using a method where she horizontally placed her palm over his entire lower face. That way, she didn't have to see those terrible marks.
If she could, she would even kick this man out of the door to let her calm down properly.
This wasn't good.
But exactly what wasn't good, she couldn't say.
She felt this was enough.
For now—just for now, just leave it at that!
She gathered his things, coaxing him like a child, draping his coat over him, stuffing his car keys, wallet, and tie back into his hands, throwing his fine, elegant cowhide leather shoes at his feet, urging him to change shoes.
Then with a "bang," she closed the door, shutting him outside.
Before finally saying,
"Hurry home. It'll be dangerous if you're out too late. Remember to check if your tires are leaking and if you have enough gas to get home—"
Of course, even if the tires were leaking and the gas wasn't enough, she absolutely couldn't take in a large beast.
So Director Xiang stood at the door, his chest wide open, his face still flushed, his shirt wrinkled, staring blankly at the door that wouldn't open for him again anytime soon.
He could have used his fingerprint to go in directly, but thinking of the woman inside with her eyelids red from shyness, Xiang Yu could only helplessly stand at the door, tidy himself up, ensure he at least looked human, and then leave.
Even if he pointed out that Qi Sui was shy, she would probably only pretend to be calm and say it was because she was embarrassed.
Xiang Yu now somewhat understood Qi Sui's attitude in relationships. Still the same as before, stubborn beyond belief, but before she would prop up her head and argue dryly with others, now she explained all her emotional actions as embarrassment.
Whenever she felt embarrassed, there was only one explanation—
She was shy.
How to put it?
There was a clumsy cuteness.
Still the same as before.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to gently knock on the door. Confirming the woman inside wouldn't open it for him, he left regretfully.
Then he messaged her on his phone—he had prepared many fruits in the fridge, all fresh; she must remember to eat them. And if she wanted to eat his cooking, she just needed to give him a call; he would prepare it immediately.
After typing and sending, he received no reply.
Now he was sure she was really shy.
What a pity.
If he had known, he would have asked for another comforting kiss.
Xiang Yu pondered if there was any lack in his service, then felt he might have been at a disadvantage—
But not really a disadvantage.
After all, tonight's progress was much faster than he had imagined.
Whether he was at a disadvantage or not, there was no need to argue.
Anyway, when Qi Sui woke up to the alarm for work the next day, she had only one thought in her head—