Chapter 177: Don’t Move!

Lin Nuan surrendered under Fu Huai’an’s calm gaze and took a few steps toward him, twisting the bottle cap open before passing it to him.

Once she got closer, the man’s burning heat washed over Lin Nuan, mixed with his strong scent, turning Lin Nuan’s face red.

“Water…” Lin Nuan spoke in a low voice.

The moment her voice landed, the man’s warm hand, rough with calluses, grabbed onto Lin Nuan’s slender wrist, tugging her towards him.

She raised her head, and her sight landed on Fu Huai’an’s sharp jaw along with his Adam’s apple with sweat on it. Before she could retreat in time…

The next second, the man’s burning lips mixed with the scent of nicotine pressed down on hers.

Lin Nuan’s heart skipped a beat, and she felt as though every other sound in the world had frozen.

Her palm was perspiring, and she lost her grip on the glass bottle. It fell onto the carpet. The bottle didn’t break, but the ice-cold water splashed onto Lin Nuan’s and Fu Huai’an’s legs.

Lin Nuan nervously pushed at Fu Huai’an’s chest in rejection as she tried to escape his embrace. The glass bottle on the floor got kicked away by the two’s messy steps as her whole person was pressed against the wall by Fu Huai’an.

Looking into the half-lidded and deep gaze, she balled up his sweaty t-shirt in her fists as her body remained frozen.

Fu Huai’an’s kiss was extremely gentle, and he moved slow and light as he sucked her lips. The deepness in his eyes seemed to hold depthless love, able to make anyone drown in them.

Lin Nuan’s hands clenched tighter; with only a thin layer of cloth between them, she could feel Fu Huai’an’s clear and strong heartbeat and his healthy muscled body.

The kiss was shallow and light. Fu Huai’an spoke with a dark gaze and a hoarse voice, saying, “Don’t you have a program early in the morning, you should sleep earlier.”

Under Lin Nuan’s palms was the man’s chest that vibrated as he spoke.

Not knowing if it was because of the heat released by Fu Huai’an when he had been exercising earlier on, Lin Nuan felt that the air around them was burning hot as she lowered her head and replied, “En.”

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The words “You should rest earlier too” were on the tip of her tongue, but she eventually swallowed them down.

When she lowered her head, her gaze landed on the V collar of Fu Huai’an’s black shirt, seeing the slightly visible sweaty chest.

Lin Nuan felt a heat in her nose, and a few drops of blood landed on Fu Huai’an’s shirt—the one she was wearing.

Fu Huai’an quickly held up Lin Nuan’s jaw as he put out the cigarette in the ashtray with his other hand.

Lin Nuan was ashamed and made to push away Fu Huai’an’s hand on her chin.

“Don’t move!”

Disregarding the lecturing tone in Fu Huai’an’s voice, Lin Nuan pried Fu Huai’an’s hand away and held onto her nose herself, hurriedly running downstairs away from Fu Huai’an’s gym.

Rushing back to the room, Lin Nuan turned on the tap in the bathroom and washed her nose with cold water, before patting her forehead and the back of her neck. She then wiped it with tissues, spending quite some time before managing to stop the nosebleed.

Thud thud thud—

Outside the bathroom, Fu Huai’an knocked on the door, and Lin Nuan got a shock, her heart thundering against her chest so intensely it felt like it was about to fly out.

“Did the blood stop?”

Lin Nuan resisted the panic in her heart and said, “It stopped, you should go and rest earlier! You don’t have to be concerned for me.”

In the mirror, Lin Nuan’s face was extremely red. The airy bangs in front of her forehead and Fu Huai’an’s bloody shirt were completely wet.

Bai Xiaonian had once said that some men were walking hormones and just one glance could induce nosebleeds, but Lin Nuan didn’t believe it, thinking that Bai Xiaonian was exaggerating.

But she had a nosebleed because of Fu Huai’an, and it was right in front of him. Lin Nuan felt ashamed and frustrated.

…

Lying back on the soft bed, Lin Nuan’s brain was scarily awake without a hint of sleepiness, Fu Huai’an’s taste and warmth lingering on her lips.