Chapter 368: Volume 1_Chapter 368 I Insist on Tasting the Bitterness of Love (8)

Volume 1_Chapter 368 I Insist on Tasting the Bitterness of Love (8)

Ding~

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, a crowd of people surged inward, the young man's back was shoved, and caught off guard his whole body pressed against the woman.

The fragrance from her grew richer, her soft, slender body pressed tightly against him, her unbound golden shoulder-length hair draped over the woman's half-exposed snowy shoulder, and the touch of her warm, soft lips at his throat left him entranced.

The woman didn't know how to write the word 'shame', boldly she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in the elevator corner, she lifted her pale neck, her crimson lips slightly curled, her knees swaying, intentionally or not brushing against him.

Her glancing eyes seemed to ripple with spring water, stirring circles of ripples.

"Don't move!" Ning Xun's body burned unbearably, his formerly pale cheeks flushed with heat, as if struck by hot steam, his whole body like a boiling kettle on the verge of exploding.

Jiang Zhi stopped as he said.

Mainly, she also didn't want to let him lose composure in such a place.

The young man panted violently, a strange emotion surged in his chest, his heart seemed about to stop, his hand braced against the elevator tightened gradually, he dared not glance at her.

Ding~

They had reached the first floor.

Everyone else left the elevator, leaving only the two of them.

"Don't you want to let go of me?" Jiang Zhi licked her reddened lips and asked softly.

Ning Xun, hearing her voice, stumbled back several steps as if waking from a dream, even bumping into the elevator door with a 'thud'.

Jiang Zhi covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

At eighteen, the boy was in the prime of his vigor; the deeper his contact with her, the deeper he sank into a mire from which he could not escape.

Seducing him was easy.

When the elevator doors opened, the boy staggered out, stopping under the eaves, his hurried breath easing somewhat.

"Don't you have something to say to me?" the woman's soft voice fell behind him.

Ning Xun said: "Thank you."

Jiang Zhi walked up to him, tilted her head, locked eyes with his black pupils beneath his dark brown bangs, and whispered softly: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

The moment their eyes met again, the boy reacted intensely, striding past her with purposeful steps, walking ahead aimlessly.

"I said, thank you."

This time his voice was a little louder, betraying a barely perceptible tremor.

Jiang Zhi watched his back as he stood in the sunlight, finding it amusing.

"Am I a flood and beast? Why do you avoid me so?"

777 whispered: "What's more, you've turned the poor villain into what..." and wanted it to go crazy.

Jiang Zhi cleared her throat: "Cough!"

777 gave a thumbs-up: "Host, you did great!"

…

They arrived at the mall in the bustling city center.

Jiang Zhi first went to the hair salon, dyeing her golden hair back to black and adding extensions for a big wavy curl.

Then she strolled around the mall, buying several pieces of clothing.

In the midsummer heat, she wore a light-colored dress, her slender, fair legs exposed to the sun, glowing with a smooth porcelain sheen; she put on a sun hat, feeling a bit hot, and went to a milk tea shop.

She hired a car, and tossed all the clothes she bought into the trunk.

Stepping into the milk tea shop, the air-conditioning blew away her heat; she found a spot by the wall, sat down, and ordered a glass of lemon water.

Chilled and refreshing, she tilted her head back and took a sip; the day's fatigue seemed to vanish.

She pulled out her phone, opened the chat window; the original host had a sister in another city, but it didn't affect their bond.

Mu Zili: I saw your new book post, something's off~ Xiao Zhi, are you dating?

Jiang Zhi took a tissue, wiped her fingers wet from the ice water, then edited a message and sent it.

Zhizhi: Almost there~

Mu Zili: Wow!! Who is it?! Tell me quick! Is he handsome?

Zhizhi: You don't know him.

Mu Zili: Is he handsome? Do you have a photo??

Jiang Zhi's finger hovering over the phone screen paused slightly; she propped her chin and recalled Ning Xun's appearance.

Even the word 'handsome' cannot describe him.

Just as she was considering what to reply to her best friend, the milk tea shop door was pushed open from outside.

Ding-ling~

The wind chime hanging above rang out a clear, pleasant sound as the glass door was pushed open.

She involuntarily lifted her head and looked in that direction.

Three figures walked in.

The figure at the back was very familiar—it was Ning Xun, whom they had just parted from.

"What would you like to drink, Brother Ning?" the most muscular guy asked.

Ning Xun glanced at the menu indifferently and said casually: "Whatever."

"Again, whatever."

"Anyway, just get Brother Ning a latte and we're done," the effeminate-looking guy said with a laugh.

The boy's arrival drew the attention of all the girls in the milk tea shop, who wanted to go over and ask for his contact info.

The three sat at the table by the floor-to-ceiling window; the sturdy guy named Zhuang Hui was talkative, his mouth never stopping, while the effeminate-looking guy named Wuzihang laughed and echoed throughout, seeming easy to get along with.

As for Ning Xun, he said not a word, cold as an iceberg.

But still a girl couldn't help walking over, wearing a strappy tank top and shorts in summer, revealing sexy long legs, her makeup pure and pretty, she stopped beside Ning Xun, shyly asking: "Handsome guy, want to be friends?"

Ning Xun wouldn't even give her a glance, curtly saying: "No."

His whole body emitted a cold aura that kept strangers away.

The girl felt quite down, turned and left.

After the girl left, Zhuang Hui helplessly said: "Ning bro, you're still so heartless."

His attitude toward girls was like treating an enemy.

Wuzihang chuckled: "I quite like the girl in a skirt sitting behind us."

Zhuang Hui hearing that, curiously asked: "Where? Where??"

Wuzihang indicated with his peripheral vision for him to look that way.

The protagonist he was talking about, Jiang Zhi, was holding up her phone secretly filming Ning Xun.

This kid is quite popular; even going to a milk tea shop for a drink attracts bees and butterflies.

Just right.

She took a photo and sent it to her best friend to see.

But she didn't expect to be caught by them.

"Holy shit! A beautiful girl is filming us!! Could it be that she discovered we're members of the YK team?" Zhuang Hui exclaimed excitedly.

Ning Xun glanced sideways at the woman secretly filming from behind; when he saw her clearly, his body suddenly stiffened, instantly recalling the elevator incident that morning, his face flushed with a faint blush.

He quickly averted his gaze, lowered his brows, and the hand resting on the table involuntarily clenched.

Noticing his oddness, Wuzihang asked: "Ning bro, what's wrong?"

Ning Xun: "Nothing!"

Zhuang Hui stared intently at the beautiful girl's silhouette, regrettably saying: "She's leaving… If we had come earlier…"

Ning Xun lifted his eyelids, in his peripheral vision seeing the woman stand up and walk toward him.

His whole body tensed and stiffened, he subconsciously held his breath.

The woman didn't stop, walked straight past, pushed the door open and left.

The boy remained dazed for a long time; the suffocating pain in his chest finally allowed him to breathe normally.