Chapter 395 - 373: Doing What Couples Do
Chapter 395 - 373: Doing What Couples Do
Qiao Luchen smiled and said, "No, just thought it was a coincidence. Let’s go up together."Only one elevator stopped on the first floor. They walked in one after the other. Qiao Luchen pressed "18" and then turned to ask Shen Yiran, "Which floor do you live on? I’ll press it for you."
Shen Yiran coldly replied with two words, "Same floor."
Qiao Luchen’s smile deepened, "That’s quite the coincidence. I heard there’s a new neighbor next door. Could it be you?"
Shen Yiran didn’t speak, his gaze fixed on the numbers rising in the elevator.
When they got off the elevator, neither of them had spoken a word. Shen Yiran walked to his door first, but Qiao Luchen didn’t hurry to open his door. Instead, he stood by his own door and said to him, "Since we’re so destined, Shen Yiran, why don’t you come to my house and have a seat? My wife makes particularly good tea."
"Bang—" Shen Yiran unceremoniously slammed the door shut.
At the moment the door was closed, the smile on Qiao Luchen’s face disappeared, replaced by worry. Because he knew, if Dudu had to choose between him and Shen Yiran, he had no chance. But what purpose did this man have for moving here?
He opened the door and entered the house. The living room was still the same as it was when he left; she hadn’t come out.
He threw his coat onto the sofa and walked towards Dudu’s room.
The door wasn’t locked. Inside, there was a roaring sound. When he opened the door, he saw her standing by the bed drying her hair.
Qiao Luchen walked in, went straight to the floor-to-ceiling window, and pulled open the curtain. He looked outside, and on the balcony diagonally opposite, a man was standing in the dark...
The roaring sound stopped. She held the hairdryer and looked at him, "What’s wrong?"
Qiao Luchen shook his head. He didn’t close the curtain but walked to Dudu, took the hairdryer from her hand, and let her sit on the bed. Then he helped her dry her damp hair.
The natural switch, the unspoken tacit understanding, made the man watching from the opposite balcony take two heavy drags on his cigarette.
Dudu was a bit surprised. She didn’t expect him to come and do these things for her today.
When her hair was dry, he picked up a brush and gently brushed her hair strand by strand. It was the first time he touched her hair like this, and he found the texture very good, too good to let go.
Not sure if it was the heat from the hairdryer or some other reason, Dudu’s face felt hot. Feeling his hand brush through her hair, she hurriedly stood up, touched her head, and awkwardly laughed, "It’s already dry..."
Qiao Luchen put down the brush and stood up, looking at her embarrassed expression. He hadn’t even done anything, yet she took a step back.
He frowned and approached her, reaching out to hook her waist and pull her close to him. He whispered in her ear, "Do you remember what I said?"
Dudu looked at him with a mix of fear and confusion, not understanding his meaning.
"My marriage is not a joke. We can’t continue like this."
Without waiting for Dudu to respond, he held her and walked to the window, pressing her against the transparent glass. His lips suddenly descended on hers...
That man liked watching, so he would let him watch clearly.
Dudu quickly reached out to push him away, turning her head to avoid him, but she couldn’t escape anything. She only regained her breath when she was gasping for air.
"What are you doing?!" She angrily pushed him away with one hand.
Qiao Luchen raised one of her legs. The short nightdress instantly revealed her fair thigh, "Doing what a husband and wife should do."
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