funbook-pk Chapter 519 The Blind Girl Bound by Gratitude (12)
Chapter 519 The Blind Girl Bound by Gratitude (12)
Mu Zhou was clearly drunk.
She stopped using her cane and instead grabbed her friend's arm, leaning her whole body against her.
She walked unsteadily, looking as if she could no longer stand.
The designated driver their friend had called hadn't arrived yet, so they stood by the roadside drinking hangover remedies.
A moment later, Mu Zhou regained consciousness and was able to stand on his own.
She tilted her head back, as if feeling the breeze, or perhaps looking at the moon.
The evening breeze lifted the hair on her shoulders, the scattered strands dancing freely, revealing her delicate face, fair with a rosy blush.
Fu Hanji stood not far away watching this scene, and suddenly felt a little drunk himself.
Even though he had only drunk one cup, his mind was now somewhat muddled, as if an invisible hand was disrupting his consciousness.
The designated driver arrived quickly, and they all got into the car and left.
Fu Hanji stood quietly for a few seconds, as if he were having an internal struggle, but in the end, he followed his heart with a cold face and got into the car, instructing the driver to follow.
The car was parked outside the gate of the residential area, as was Fu Hanji's car.
He stood downstairs, watching Mu Zhou's friends take her home and then watch them leave.
Fu Hanji looked up and saw the lights on the 13th floor come on, with a figure standing by the window.
She was still wearing that light-colored floral dress, leaning lazily against the window, looking so light and airy that she seemed like she could be blown away by the wind at any moment.
Fu Hanji was certain that he could hear his own heartbeat.
He wasn't quite sure why he was there, but he knew he couldn't leave.
Feeling inexplicably irritated, he couldn't help but unbutton two of the top buttons.
The word "divorce" kept swirling in his mind.
She wants to divorce Lan Ze.
This matter had nothing to do with him, but after hearing those two words, his heart began to race.
He looked up at the figure in front of the window, his throat tightening and he felt a little breathless.
Just then, the person who had been standing still suddenly staggered and then disappeared from the window in an instant.
It looked as if he had fallen down.
Fu Hanji's heart tightened instantly.
Although Mu Zhou seemed much more sober, he was still drunk.
He didn't have time to think too much and ran straight into the building.
Because he didn't have an elevator card, he had to climb the stairs one floor at a time, letting his heartbeat grow louder and louder.
He didn't dare to delay and ran all the way to the 13th floor. After a quick check, he identified the door and rang the doorbell.
There was no sound from inside, and his heart pounded in his chest. He couldn't help but knock on the door again.
Just as he was about to call a locksmith, the door opened.
She was holding onto the door frame with one hand and gripping the doorknob with the other, and her expression didn't look clear.
Her cheeks were flushed.
She was still groggy and tried to make out the people in front of her:
"...Lanze-ge?"
Fu Hanji's eyes darkened.
He was panting heavily, his breathing still uneven, his heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, and his whole body was stiff and exuded a coldness.
She mistook him for someone else again.
He should have corrected her, but he didn't say anything.
The moment Mu Zhou lunged at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, he instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist.
The door is closed.
Mu Zhou wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing against his neck, wishing she could press her whole body against him.
She murmured incoherently:
"You're back. I thought you were really that heartless. You could go on a business trip without a care in the world when I brought up divorce..."
In summer, a thin dress can't cover up much, so when Mu Zhou pressed herself against him like this, the curves of her body were completely exposed to Fu Hanji.
He stood stiffly, his jaw clenched and slightly raised, and for a moment he could hardly hear Mu Zhou's words.
Noticing his dodge, Mu Zhou tightened his grip slightly, preventing him from escaping.
She tilted her chin up, and the tip of her nose just touched his Adam's apple, causing Fu Hanji's Adam's apple to bob slightly.
Mu Zhou buried her face in his neck again, clinging to him and acting coquettishly, her voice soft and sweet:
"You apologize to me, it's all your fault."
Fu Hanji subconsciously apologized:
"sorry."
After he finished speaking, he froze there.
Waiting for Mu Zhou to realize he had mistaken her for someone else, and then quickly leave his embrace.
But to his surprise, the person in his arms did not move and remained limp against his chest.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Zhou, whose eyes were full of drunkenness, and the taut string finally relaxed.
She didn't recognize him.
Fu Hanji was filled with mixed emotions, unsure whether to feel fortunate or disappointed.
He disdained pretending to be someone else, yet at this moment he couldn't bear to let go.
Mu Zhou, completely unaware of his hesitation and wavering, twisted her body and stepped back slightly, cupping his cheeks in her hands.
The next second, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
She was a little annoyed that she only managed to kiss his chin on the first try, but she didn't give up and tried again.
She successfully kissed his lips.
She smiled with satisfaction.
Unseen by her, Fu Hanji had completely turned to stone.
In an instant, his heart felt as if it had been struck by a powerful electric current, and his breathing almost stopped.
A dark undercurrent flashed in his deep eyes, his throat was dry and parched, and the veins in his arms bulged with tension.
A faint crimson tinge appeared at the corner of his eyes.
Mu Zhou was completely unaware of all of this.
When she had had enough fun and wanted to lean on Fu Hanji's chest to leave, a strong force pulled her back into his arms.
Heavy breathing came over her as she was kissed forcefully.
A crisp, cool scent wafted towards her, causing a sharp pain in Mu Zhou's lips. Her waist was tightly gripped, forcing her to press even closer to the chest in front of her.
A large hand held the back of her head, leaving her no way to escape.
An unfamiliar sensation slowly but forcefully moves across the tip of the tongue.
After an initial period of discomfort, Mu Zhou quickly wrapped her arms around the back of the man's neck.
She responded cautiously and shyly.
Upon sensing her response, its reckless aura became even more unrestrained and predatory.
The difficulty breathing brought on the intoxication again, and Mu Zhou went limp in his arms, obediently letting him do whatever he wanted.
The more she acted this way, the more Fu Hanji couldn't help but exert force.
His large hand left the back of her neck and landed on her waist, gently kneading it as if he wanted to knead her into his own body.
His heart was pounding so hard he couldn't control it, and he let himself fall into this fake, stolen relationship.
He kissed her passionately, without considering the consequences.
He tore apart the composure and self-control he had maintained for over twenty years, along with all his ethics and morals, to shreds.
After kissing for a while, he put his arm around the waist of the person in his arms, picked them up, and carried them to the sofa to sit down.
Mu Zhou sat in his lap without struggling, simply wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her cheek against his neck.
Every now and then it would nuzzle against you like a spoiled child.
Fu Hanji held her in his arms, his nose filled with her fragrance.
He grasped Mu Zhou's hand, which had been hanging down, and kneaded and played with it in his palm.
"Did you just fall? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Mu Zhou shook his head.
I did feel dizzy and fell to the ground, but I wasn't hurt anywhere.
She felt drunk again, and all she wanted to do was sleep. She couldn't help but snuggle closer to him.
But the next moment, she realized something was wrong.