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The zipper of the down jacket went lower and lower until it slid down completely. He clasped Yun's waist with his strong hands. Even though she was only wearing a sweater, he could still feel her softness, but he couldn't feel her touch. Yun's chin was clamped by Jiang Shiyu's fingertips, and there was a car window behind her, so she really had nowhere to hide. Yun pushed him and called out his name intermittently through the gap: Jiang Shiyu. Jiang Shiyu stopped and looked at her. The girl's eyes were misty and she was angry. He had no choice but to compromise and leaned on her neck, breathing heavily. He took a long time to slowly raise his head. The lust in his eyes was much less. A wicked smile appeared on his lips, Hao Hao, I don't want to send you back. Yun touched her swollen lips and was so angry. Jiang Shiyu, next time you can kiss me only when I say it’s okay. Jiang Shiyu immediately frowned to express strong protest, I disagree. Yun blushed as she put her clothes in order and fastened her seat belt. She felt warm all around and wanted to go home. Jiang Shiyu looked at her and smiled lazily: Okay, I'll listen to you. When they arrived at the gate of the community, Jiang Shiyu parked the car and the two got out together. I send you. Yun shook his head, it was easy to run into acquaintances in the neighborhood. Jiang Shiyu My eyes narrowed slightly. Am I embarrassing? Yun waved his hands quickly and said, "No, that's not what I meant." Just kidding, come in! Jiang Shiyu squeezed her palm. Jiang Shiyu drove into the old house and walked into the house with the car keys in hand. Jiang Zesheng yawned while sitting on the sofa. When he saw Jiang Shiyu coming back, he quickly stood up, his eyes shining, and asked him happily: Have you sent Little Girl back? Jiang Shiyu knew that it must be Uncle Ke who said something. He threw the key on the coffee table, lay down casually on the sofa, and raised his eyelids slightly: Grandpa, why don’t you rest so late? Jiang Zesheng couldn't sleep at all. He sat next to Jiang Shiyu and continued to ask: Xiao Kuan said that you and Yun were standing together and holding hands today. I didn't believe it at first, but Xiao Kuan took a picture for me. You are a good guy! Jiang Zesheng laughed very happily, and praised his eldest grandson for his promising future. Okay, grandpa, please don't interfere with what happens between Hao Hao and me. You should go to bed early and try not to stay up late as you are old.
Jiang Zesheng laughed and scolded, "You little rascal," but his expression was unusually joyful.
The next morning, Yun got up and prepared to head out. Before leaving, she said to Yun Zheng and Deng Ting, "Mom, Dad, I won't be home for dinner today."
Yun Zheng, tying an apron, peeked out from the kitchen. "Hao Hao, are you not even going to have breakfast?"
Yun Zheng was changing her shoes at the entrance when she looked up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I won't eat. I'm leaving."
Deng Ting stood up and reminded her, "Be careful on the road."
"Got it," came the reply, followed by the sound of the door closing.
Yun ran out of the community, the cold air hitting her face as she breathed it in, making her lungs ache a little.
Jiang Shiyu leaned against a Rolls Royce, dressed in a tactical jacket. One hand was in his pocket while the other held his phone as he looked down at it, his hair partially covering his forehead.
As Yun approached, he lifted his head and noticed her putting away her phone. He caught her hand and asked, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"Maybe it's just the weather!" she replied.
Jiang Shiyu casually leaned against the car, his tall figure clad in black. A sharp aura softened in her presence as he held her hands in his palms. He lowered his head and breathed warm air onto them before rubbing them together to warm them up.
Yun felt a flutter in her heart and smiled softly.
Jiang Shiyu straightened up and got into the car; it was warm inside.
After opening the door, Yun sat down and fastened her seatbelt, looking up at him as he walked around the front of the car to get into the driver's seat.
With a thud, the door closed behind him.
He started the car and turned on the air conditioning while setting the navigation for a nearby restaurant.
"Where do you want to go for wontons?" he asked.
After parking the car, they both got out. A gust of cold wind hit them, causing Yun to shrink her neck. She wore a blue down jacket paired with slightly flared jeans that accentuated her long, slender legs—quite an eye-catching sight.
Jiang Shiyu came over to hold her hand while placing his bag down. The two walked side by side down the street.
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