1592 the great G.o.ds cheek-sticking ceremony, very intimate (2 update) _1

fu chen and song fengwan had not arrived home yet, but fu huan had already followed chen w.a.n.g to a leisure club. it was said that the venue was agreed upon by the sponsor and it was highly confidential.

as soon as he got out of the car, the autumn wind blew, as if it was drilling into his bones. it was less than a minutes walk from the parking lot to the clubhouse gate, but fu huans hands and feet were cold from the wind.

in order to be a good bo wenjing today, she was dressed slightly thin.

!!

while waiting for the elevator, fu huan saw through the reflective mirror of the elevator that chen w.a.n.g had taken off his coat and handed it to her. put it on.

no, im not cold. fu huan didnt even know that her lips were a little purple.

it was already late october, and the capital city had been heating up since november, so the drop in temperature was obvious.

youre really not cold?

yes. she laughed.

let me try it on your hand.

fu huan was stunned for two seconds. before she could react, chen w.a.n.g had already held her hand gently, as if he was testing her temperature. he held her hand lightly twice. his palm was warm. it was not a high temperature, but to fu huan, it was enough to warm her to the bone.

isnt this cold? little cold hands.

im not cold

chen w.a.n.g didnt say anything. he just smiled and sized her up. how could he try this?

a hug?

at this time, the elevator arrived. chen w.a.n.g did not say a word and pulled her in. he pressed the floor and the close b.u.t.ton. even though the door was closed, he did not let go.

chen w.a.n.gs fingers were slender and not too wide, but they were just enough to wrap around her. the warmth of his palm and fingertips was slowly transmitted, as if it could penetrate through her arm and enter her heart, tightly binding her heart.

the s.p.a.ce was a little small, and their hands were a little distorted when they landed on the reflective mirror, but they were surprisingly harmonious.

chen w.a.n.g only felt that this little girls hands were small and soft.

with the heat, it became warm and soft, and she didnt want to let go.

as soon as the two of them got out of the elevator, they heard someone shout, brother, its noisy here!

fu huan was like a frightened rabbit. she subconsciously wanted to break free from chen w.a.n.gs grip, but chen w.a.n.g suddenly tightened his grip and did not let her break free.

ge ge ge ge! that person had already run over. his gaze fell on the two peoples hands, and the expression on his face

that look in his eyes was extremely gossipy.

f * ck, a lifetime series. what was this? f * ck, what if he wanted to take a photo with his phone?

you are fu huan? that person tried to speak because he saw the little rabbit on fu huans bag.

was this the legendary rabbit?

when a group of young children gathered together, they always liked to talk about ghosts and spirits. on the first day of moving to the base, everyone talked about their home in beijing, the nearby sichuan. they said that their home used to be a ma.s.s grave and that their home was numb to killing. they also said that ghosts could cry at night in beijing, but they were all just some strange stories.

after a long time, everyone only talked about this rabbit before going to bed.

yes. fu huan nodded.

sister, we are in the same group. my surname is wei, my name is

thirty-eight! chen w.a.n.g said.

its you. fu huan sized up the person in front of her. well it was a little different from what she had imagined.

she had thought that wei thirty-eight would be a decent man. this person looked a little anxious. if she didnt know that he was chen w.a.n.gs teammate, she would have called him uncle on the road.

if youre in such a hurry, then dont always act cute on the internet. this contrast is really subverting.

and to be stared at and laughed at by a man who looked like an uncle, really

it was quite terrifying!

thats right. actually, im wei kun. is little sister coming to play too?

younger sister? chen w.a.n.g frowned.

actually, it was normal for him to call her sister. it was just that when he said it, it sounded like a perverted hooligan. naturally, chen w.a.n.g felt uncomfortable.

youre not calling her sister, but sister-in-law?

no matter how calm fu huan was, he blushed.

chen w.a.n.g had been looking at her. he saw that her ears were rapidly turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye. her lips, which were originally blue from the cold wind, were also stained with a layer of rose color, making her look pretty.

i dont have that kind of relations.h.i.+p with him. fu huan explained. perhaps it was because she was shy, but her voice became gentler, revealing the shyness unique to young girls.

when he heard her voice and looked at her current appearance, he was so shy that he was breaking the rules.

his throat tightened, and his throat moved as he looked away.

why not? are you all like this? wei thirty-eight pointed at their tightly clasped hands and said, thats enough. we both understand. hurry up and go in. the coach and the others are waiting. i was afraid that you wouldnt be able to find a private room, so i waited here.

the club was set at a constant temperature and fu huan was shy at the moment, so her hands were hotter than chen w.a.n.gs and her palms were sweating.

she struggled a little and chen w.a.n.g let go of her. only then did she manage to catch her breath.

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the private room was very large, and there were 20 to 30 people sitting in it. almost all of them were men. some were singing, some were already playing finger-guessing games, and some were already drunk after the celebration party.

brothers coming! chen w.a.n.g wasnt the most influential person in this group of people. he called him brother only because he was good at go, so he addressed him respectfully.

go sit at the side for a while, ill be right there. as soon as chen w.a.n.g arrived, a group of people had already surrounded her. it was obvious that they did not intend to let her go so easily. after repeatedly telling wei thirty-eight to take care of her, they were pushed away by a group of people.

at that moment, the room was a little messy and the lighting was particularly dim, so it was impossible to see who had entered. everyones focus was on chen w.a.n.g. fu huan leaned against the wall and found a corner to sit down. it was so quiet that it was easy to ignore her.

sister-in-law, what do you want to eat? wei thirty-eight would definitely try to please fu huan. perhaps she could put in a few good words for him in front of some devil in the future, and he could avoid being abused.

you really dont have to call me sister-in-law. i just ate, im not hungry.

then ill get you something to drink.

chen w.a.n.g didnt come to the celebration party, so the crowd jeered and asked him to drink three gla.s.ses as punishment. later, some people urged him to propose a toast. chen w.a.n.g refused, but he still drank a lot. seeing that he was almost done, everyone dispersed.

chen w.a.n.g and the coach had two drinks before he sat down next to fu huan.

the lighting in the private room was so dim that it was almost impossible to see the people in it. everyone was having fun and their heads were dizzy from drinking, so they didnt pay much attention to this side.

drink some milk, its good for your body. fu huan pa.s.sed her the milk that wei thirty-eight had given her. milk couldnt save her, but drinking some before and after drinking could alleviate the damage that alcohol did to her body.

youve drunk it? chen w.a.n.g was drunk, but he was sober.

no, i didnt move! fu huan shook her head immediately.

yes. chen w.a.n.g took the cup and took two sips.

fu huan saw that they were discussing the compet.i.tion and then remembered that she had not congratulated chen w.a.n.g for winning the first place. congratulations

her voice wasnt soft, but the room was too noisy at the moment, and her voice was drowned out.

what? chen w.a.n.g was not pretending. he really did not hear her clearly.

fu huan coughed, but he didnt move his b.u.t.t. instead, he leaned toward him. i said, wanwan, congratulations!

wei thirty-eight kept his eyes on the two of them. due to the dim light, he could only see two black shadows approaching

he silently picked up the phone, but it was still dark under the night camera mode.d.a.m.n this stupid phone. should i change it? its so unclear.

chen w.a.n.g heard it clearly because fu huan was closer.

congratulations on getting first place.

chen w.a.n.g tilted his head and glanced at her. at this time, his mind was filled with the image of her bashful appearance standing in the corridor just now. he clenched the cup in his hand tightly and moved closer to her

the distance between them was enough for their breaths to be entangled. fu huan looked at him, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. then, she saw him getting closer and closer

his hand suddenly landed on fu huans shoulder. it was very light and did not hurt her too much. it was just a touch, but her body was already stiff.

and then their cheeks touched.

thank you!

in the dark, his voice was a little hoa.r.s.e.

fu huans heart seemed to have been caught by someone. she nodded in a daze. if it wasnt so dark, everyone would have seen her shy look.

thats how we express our grat.i.tude. chen w.a.n.g explained.

pressing his face against hers

she knew that overseas, there was a so-called cheek kissing ceremony, but she didnt know where it was used. it was usually not used to greet each other when they met. could it be used to express grat.i.tude?

it was popular in the west to kiss someones cheek, and every country had different customs and methods. fu huan naturally couldnt understand everything thoroughly, and at this time, her heart was racing.

after they separated, fu huan seemed to be able to feel his breath on her face!

she had drunk some wine, so it was a little heavy.

it was a little hot.

this is a way to thank me?

she didnt know and didnt dare to ask.

chen w.a.n.g had already grabbed the gla.s.s and took a few more sips of milk.

this wine was really not a good thing