Click, the access card was swiped, and the door opened a crack. Wen Qiao instinctively grabbed the door handle and said, "It's still early. It will only take me ten minutes to walk back."
The man put away the access card, turned to look at her, and frowned slightly.
Wen Qiao was a little panicked again. She seemed to be resisting too obviously. She was afraid of arousing his suspicion, so she let go of the door handle and grabbed his arm: "Then...then stay for one night. Which floor do you live on?"
"The twelfth floor."
On the top floor, there was one apartment per floor. The elevator opened and she walked a few steps to the door of his apartment. It was locked with a combination key. His slender fingers pressed a few numbers and he asked her in a deep voice, "What's your birthday?"
Wen Qiao answered softly, "October 27th."
The sound of keys beeping rang out, and finally he said, "The password has been changed to your birthday."
After saying that, he took her into the house. Wen Qiao wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally chose to shut up.
This is a duplex apartment with a simple and elegant decoration style, mainly in gray tones. The entrance is a bit narrow, and after the entrance is a spacious living room with a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows. There is no light on at this time, and the whole house is filled with light from the stars.
He changed his slippers, and found women's slippers in the shoe cabinet at the entrance. They were new and obviously prepared for her. Wen Qiao was pulled into the living room wearing the slippers.
"Without turning on the light... um..."
He pulled her into the sofa and held her in his arms.
Because of the darkness, her senses were more acute than usual, and she flinched, instinctively stepping back.
When the two were alone, Wen Qiao always had the illusion that she was a prey. He would drop his usual gentleness and become full of aggression, leaving her nowhere to hide.
"Are you afraid of being alone with me?" Without any physical movement, his hand was just placed on the armrest of the sofa. In the darkness, half of the man's face was hidden in the gloom. Wen Qiao felt even more guilty than during the day, and she reached out and gently placed her hand on his chest.
"No."
If she let her inner thoughts run wild, she would even like to stay by his side.
Greed is uncontrollable.
"Really?"
The man tore off the tie from his neck with one hand, threw it aside, and looked at her.
Wen Qiao only showed her softness in front of Fu Nanli: "You probably don't have a deep understanding of your appearance. No girl in the world can resist you. How could I be afraid of being alone with you?"
She didn't know whether she said this to deal with Fu Nanli or if she accidentally spoke out what was deep in her heart.
As time went by, she became confused. Occasionally, when she tried to sort out her inner thoughts, the more she tried, the more confused she became.
The man finally stopped questioning and reached out to ruffle her soft hair: "Seven days off for the 11th, right?"
"Yeah." His aggression and oppression were temporarily retracted. Wen Qiao could feel it and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Air Traffic Control Bureau has released my assessment. Eleven will be officially promoted to captain. Come fly with me to Germany."
Wen Qiao: …
It’s time to fly again.
"I... I can't get used to German food."
This was really because she couldn't get used to it, she wasn't lying.
"Bring you a cook."
Wen Qiao: ?
Don't most people bring some instant noodles? Okay, the young master's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people.
"Well, that's fine." After saying that, she felt that she was too much of a foodie. She looked up and saw the man with a smile on his face, saying in a doting tone, "Is eating so important?"
Sure enough, I decided that she was a foodie.
"Food is the first necessity of the people."
(End of this chapter)