Chapter 333: I miss you too

Ke Zhongyu's mind was full of Jiang Lai's sentence: "Ke Zhongyu, I miss you a bit."

He immediately drove to Number Ten Courtyard on Yanping Road.

In the car's rearview mirror, the man's raised corners of his mouth never drooped, his hands gripping the steering wheel were hot, let alone how hot his heart could be.

Those who don't understand Jiang Lai's temperament might not grasp how alluring her simple words "I miss you a bit" and "We can meet after practice driving" are.

She is like an iceberg at sea; you think only a small tip shows, but actually miles of it wind beneath the surface.

This is also why he previously worried he couldn't compete with Shen Xun's four years, fearing a reunion after a broken mirror.

No matter how much joy Jiang Lai felt inside, she only expressed a little of it; thus, the fact that she could marry Shen Xun back then shows how important he was to her.

Shen Xun, unaware of his blessings, not understanding Jiang Lai and not knowing how to cherish, gave him an opening.

And he would never let anyone exploit his opening.

Whatever Jiang Lai wants, she will get from him.

Now Jiang Lai misses him.

And she wants to see him.

Ke Zhongyu got himself to Number Ten Courtyard as fast as possible.

This time no security interrogation, no identity registration; as the car approaches the rear gate, the barrier lifts automatically, so the car only needs to slow down, not stop, to enter.

Thinking that Jiang Lai had registered their relationship as "partner," Ke Zhongyu's every cell brimmed with an indescribable joy.

Even Jiang Lai's exclusive parking spot now holds his Cullinan.

Ke Zhongyu got out of the car and walked over; climbing the stairs, even going from one step per stair at the start to two steps per stair later felt slow.

He stood at Jiang Lai's front door, raised his hand to straighten his tie before pressing the doorbell.

Jiang Lai, standing beside Ping'an, lifted her gaze toward the doorway, as if she had a premonition.

Is it Ke Zhongyu?

So soon?

Remembering his own phone call saying he hoped to meet in the morning, Ke Zhongyu answered with a hoarse "good."

She knew she could meet Ke Zhongyu in the morning, so just now, while teaching Ping'an together with Chongying, she kept zoning out.

At that moment, Chongying happened to be pouring water by the tea table, closer to the door; glancing over, she said, "Who is it? I'll go check."

"Chongying." Jiang Lai spoke quickly; after calling out, she herself was stunned, and under Chongying's doubtful gaze, she calmly said, "I'll go."

"Oh." Chongying continued pouring water, handing a cup to Ping'an, who was scratching his ears and cheeks while studying.

Jiang Lai stood at the entrance foyer, raised her hand and turned the doorknob.

Ke Zhongyu stood at the doorway, his deep gaze fixed on her.

"I'm here." the man said.

Jiang Lai's heart fluttered again: "Ke Zhongyu..."

Before her words finished, Ke Zhongyu reached out, pulled her into his embrace; as she lifted her foot to step inside, he hooked the door corner with his leather shoe, the door clicked shut with an electronic lock sound, and he held her even tighter.

The already narrow entrance foyer felt even more cramped with the tall Ke Zhongyu inside.

The narrow, enclosed space triggers stress hormones, while a tight embrace instantly spurs dopamine.

In the cramped confines, heartbeats falter, ambiguity arises, and each other's breath and body heat gradually intensify.

Jiang Lai's face flushed, she longed for his warmth; she had wanted to say that Ping'an and Chongying were both present, so they should stop hugging, but the words died in her throat.

"Ke Zhongyu." she called his name.

He only sensed the amorous flavor.

Ke Zhongyu turned his head, placing a kiss so gentle it wouldn't startle Jiang Lai in her hair; he only gradually loosened his hold on her slender frame when his sister's voice asked who it was.

"Still slim."

Jiang Lai knew he had always cared about her health, and she earnestly said, "I've been eating well."

Amid her coolness, a hint of obedience showed.

Ke Zhongyu involuntarily felt a pang of pity.

Jiang Lai turned out to be an orphan.

How could someone bear to abandon her in the freezing cold?

How could someone press her into the dust, wearing away her brilliance?

Jiang Lai was about to fetch slippers for Ke Zhongyu when she noticed he had been staring at her; his eyes were dark and deep, like an unfathomable night.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Ke Zhongyu lowered his head, bent over, and kissed her lips.

She had thought it would be only a hug, but a kiss came unexpectedly; in broad daylight, with her siblings still at home, Jiang Lai widened her eyes in anxiety and instinctively reached to push his chest.

Her wrist was seized.

She was then pulled into the man's embrace, her waist locked tightly by a large hand.

This kiss was deep.

Jiang Lai could hardly resist; opening her mouth to speak would only provoke a fiercer assault.

"Who is Jiang Lai's older sister...?" Chongying came from the study; just as she reached the living room, she saw the two at the foyer locked in an inseparable embrace, and she hastily covered her face with her hand.

Can't look, can't look.

No way, I'm an adult.

No, no, it's about not disturbing, not disturbing.

Chongying covered her face, turned, and went back to Ping'an's side; seeing Ping'an tilt his head in confusion, she immediately straightened his head with her hand and said, "Let's continue, let's continue."

"Ping'an, you said that after Jiang Lai marries my brother and they have kids, would their children call me godmother or aunt, which feels closer?"

Ping'an looked bewildered.

Forget it, call her aunt; aunt is also half a mother.

Come, let's continue watching this.

Ping'an nodded dazedly: "Oh, oh."

Ke Zhongyu kissed for five minutes before letting go of Jiang Lai, and in the process taught her how to change breath.

Despite that, Jiang Lai's eyes still became watery and blurred due to her difficulty breathing.

Her body was about to go limp.

Ke Zhongyu teasingly leaned to her ear and asked, "Do you still have the strength to press the accelerator?"

Jiang Lai's ear tips were red enough to drip blood; she urged, "Change your shoes."

Ke Zhongyu looked at the men's slippers on the carpet, the pair he always wore when he came.

He not only could freely enter and exit Number Ten Courtyard, but at Jiang Lai's home he also had a pair of slippers exclusively his own.

Roughly speaking, what's the difference between this and them already living together?

Jiang Lai saw he didn't immediately follow, turned back and noticed he was looking down at her slippers, which made her happy, and the corner of her mouth lifted into a lovely arc.

Jiang Lai: "?"

Ke Zhongyu: "Here I am."

Ke Zhongying finally dared to lift her head and look toward the living room, asking, "You weren't supposed to go handle errands this morning? How did you suddenly come over?"

"I miss my girlfriend." Ke Zhongyu said that so directly and calmly.

Ke Zhongying: "Oh."

Jiang Lai unexpectedly looked at Ke Zhongyu, clearly remembering that it was she who had said she missed him.

Ke Zhongyu seemed to understand, moved closer and said, "I miss you too."

Jiang Lai is shy, so he changed the subject: "Take a sip of water; we can review what we learned this morning, and this afternoon I'll take you for practical training."

Jiang Lai nodded and said, "All right, would you like juice or coffee?"

At home there's not only a juicer, but also a coffee machine sent by Chi Ce; she knows how to make juice and brew coffee.

Ke Zhongyu chose coffee.

Jiang Lai went to get a new coffee cup, the one Fu Youqing had given her last time; she looked up and saw Ke Zhongyu already standing in front of the coffee machine, making coffee in a precious and elegant manner.

Ke Zhongyu lifted his eyes to glance at her and said, "You use the new one, I'll use yours."