The sound of punching the sandbag echoed in the spacious boxing room, giving a sense of fist-to-flesh power.
Qin Hanyue, who was somewhat distracted, suddenly noticed something entering his peripheral vision. He immediately stopped his movements, propping up the rebounding sandbag.
He vaguely sensed something.
Not daring to believe it, he turned to look, only to see the girl he was just thinking about a second ago had now inexplicably appeared before his eyes.
Qin Hanyue stared blankly at Qiao Ying walking up to him.
Qiao Ying: "Want to spar with me?"
Qin Hanyue: "......"
They hadn't seen each other for over a month, and the first thing the girl he liked said to him when she suddenly came back was that she wanted to fight him.
Qin Hanyue sighed lightly in his heart.
Qin Hanyue: "I won't fight you."
Knowing Qiao Ying liked fighting, Qin Hanyue didn't want to get physical with her, although he knew he was no match for her anyway.
Qin Hanyue: "Why did you come back so suddenly without letting me know? I could have gone to pick you up at the airport."
He took off his boxing gloves and put them aside.
Qiao Ying's mouth opened to say: "Consider it a surprise."
Qin Hanyue smiled faintly and nodded slightly: "Did you have fun in Country M? I heard some news."
Qiao Ying: "It was alright."
She noticed he had lost more weight.
Qin Hanyue nodded again and was silent for a moment: "You haven't had breakfast yet, right? Anything you want to eat in particular? I'll have it made."
Qiao Ying: "Anything is fine."
Qin Hanyue: "Alright."
This dry conversation made Qiao Ying feel strange and somewhat uncomfortable. They stood facing each other without saying anything for a moment, not even able to make eye contact naturally. Of course, it was Qiao Ying who couldn't look at him comfortably.
Qiao Ying: "Don't you have anything else to say?"
As she spoke, she took two steps forward slowly: "Don't you feel well?"
Qiao Ying could of course tell how he was from his physique. She was simply puzzled by his state.
"No," Qin Hanyue's gaze flickered before he continued gently, "Let's go have breakfast."
They hadn't seen each other for just over a month. How could they have become so unfamiliar?
This was indeed unexpected for Qiao Ying.
Qiao Ying seemed dissatisfied and puzzled: "That's it?"
Qin Hanyue looked at her and pursed his lips slightly without saying anything.
Before he could find anything to talk about, Qiao Ying suddenly took half a step forward. Very decisively, she reached out and held the back of his neck, pulling him down. She tiptoed and kissed the man's thin lips. The moment their body temperatures touched, Qin Hanyue's expression rippled as his gaze fully met hers.
After a brief moment, Qiao Ying released him.
The next second, however, Qin Hanyue took the initiative to attack. He put his arm around her slender waist, his big hand immediately covering the back of her head to hold her in place.
As her body was suddenly pulled towards him, about to lose her balance, Qiao Ying instinctively grabbed the man's strong, muscular arms with both hands.
Qin Hanyue drew her close and kissed the girl back with his head lowered.
Faced with Qiao Ying taking the initiative again, Qin Hanyue still couldn’t resist. But in the split second that Qiao Ying drew back, Qin Hanyue instinctively made the most authentic response.
As he kissed her, Qin Hanyue thought that Qiao Ying had taken the initiative twice. If he didn't do something this time, it would be too unmanly.
Qiao Ying’s first reaction was that he was taking liberties.
Yet she had no instinct to push him away.
The moment their lips and tongues met...
There was a “snap” in Qiao Ying’s mind as a flash of white light went through.
Her grip on the man’s arms tightened accordingly.
But she soon calmed down, looking at the man’s thin eyelids and pitch-black long lashes right in front of her.
She muttered to herself mockingly: This old man still has his eyes closed.
Qiao Ying had always known that Qin Hanyue's true self was not as innocent as he appeared. But ever since they met, Qin Hanyue had always been attentive and considerate of her. His kiss was like his person―every inch gentle, lingering but not aggressive, seeming to revel in the moment to convey his longing, wanting Qiao Ying to know he missed her. It was also as if he was carefully treasuring their first time.
Qiao Ying didn't have much sensation from their previous two light lip touches, after all she had initiated them. But this time it was clearly different.
With their breaths mingling and entwining, all her senses were infinitely amplified at this moment, everything becoming exceptionally clear.
The composure Qiao Ying possessed was gradually disrupted by him.
Feeling the man's increasingly scorching aura, Qiao Ying's earlobes heated up uncontrollably as her thoughts grew somewhat chaotic.
After a long while, Qin Hanyue reluctantly let her go, then planted a kiss on the girl’s fair forehead.
Qiao Ying’s eyelashes fluttered lightly.
He then tightened his arms to hug her even closer, resting his chin on the girl’s slender shoulder and neck, smelling that familiar scent.
Breathing raggedly, his voice gentle enough to drown someone: “Is this meant to comfort me for this past month?”
Maintaining her ability to think clearly, Qiao Ying wondered: What does he mean?
Is he feeling wronged?
Qin Hanyue had seen Qiao Yi off for her exam, stayed in a hotel and waited outside the school for two and a half days. He also helped take care of people for her, taught Qiao Yi computer skills, and gave her exam gifts. Whether it was Sack, Bai Xiao, or Fourth Master, he had taken care of every aspect.
Qiao Ying hadn’t expected him to receive everyone at the Qin residence.
Moreover, even her homework was handled by him.
With so many affairs in his company, in order to ensure the safety of Qiao Yi and the others, he had barely gone on any business trips this past month.
He really was doing his best to help protect her people.
As for her, although she had things to take care of, it was much more relaxing compared to Qin Hanyue who had taken on so much.
Qiao Ying felt that she had been playing around for a month.
Those days when she rescued Cheng Jinyan, he must have been anxious and worried for no reason.
During her time in Country M, their contact was the least. He was probably jealous because of Ye Si.
As Qiao Ying thought it over carefully, she felt that he really had suffered and been wronged.
So that was why he had been acting all contrary just now. His emotions were at work. It was understandable.
Qiao Ying adjusted her breathing: "Did it comfort you enough?"
She couldn’t find fault with him for taking liberties just now, all of a sudden.
The corners of Qin Hanyue's mouth turned up, extremely satisfied: "Mm-hmm."
He held her even tighter.
The sound of footsteps rang out.
Seeing someone about to enter while Qin Hanyue showed no sign of letting her go, Qiao Ying reminded: "Someone's coming."
The next moment, Fourth Master charged in impetuously.
"Don't go!"
He was closely followed by Qin Yan who wanted to catch the dog. Sack and Bai Xiao, who didn’t know Qiao Ying had come to find Qin Hanyue, were also behind them.
Qin Yan chased the dog into the boxing room.
Caught completely off guard, as soon as he looked up: “Holy sh*t!”
He almost knelt from fright.
“Boss......” Sack and Bai Xiao stopped at the door.
Sensing murderous intent from someone, Qin Yan’s hair practically stood on end. No longer caring about any dog, he now hated that he couldn’t blind himself. He turned and ran for the exit.
Only to see the two expressionless men at the door close his path to escape―they shut the door.
“Hey!!!”
Qin Yan exploded. For an instant, his face took on a crying expression.
He rushed over to pull at the door handle, anxiously pounding on the door while not daring to pound too hard or yell too loudly.
“Brothers, open the door. I’m not joking around, it’ll cost lives!” Qin Yan was going crazy, wishing he could crawl out from under the door gap.
Pressing himself against the door panel, he said: “Sack! Save me!”
Not daring to turn his head back, he only felt like his life would end today. Qin Yan slid down along the door and curled into a ball on the ground, pressing his head against the door to minimize his presence as much as possible.
Why was it him again!
Tears welled up in Qin Yan’s eyes.
Who cares about any stupid dog! Why run so fast! If he could turn back time five minutes, Qin Yan would definitely cripple his own legs.
“Woof.”
Fourth Master trotted curiously over to see what he was doing, wagging his tail at Qin Yan as if wondering why he was sticking to the door in such agony.
