Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 86 Come back to me, okay?

The light scent of cedar blows across your face, like a forest covered with snow, giving you a refreshing and chilly feeling.

Sang Yu knew who it was without raising his head, and tightened his hand holding the door frame. The scenes from last night flashed through his mind intermittently, and the ambiguous embers rose again, covering this small place.

Right now, she didn't want to face Xi Jinbai at all, and she didn't know how to face him.

Before she could react, Xi Jinbai's voice fell into her ears: "Won't you reply to my message when you wake up?"

Sang Yu concentrated and didn't answer. He took a step back to close the door.

When the door was about to close, Xi Jinbai stopped him. He held one hand on the edge of the door, his eyebrows lightly twitching, "Should you close the door for me?"

Sang Yu pushed the door hard, but it still didn't move.

With her energy, she was naturally no match for Xi Jinbai.

"Talk."

His tone contained helplessness.

Sang Yu refused: "There's nothing to talk about. You clearly knew that I was drunk yesterday."

Xi Jinbai stood on the spot, "That's why you remember it all."

Sang Yu quickly denied: "I don't remember."

"Sang Yu." Xi Jinbai called her suddenly, his words a little more solemn, "You must speak clearly."

Sang Yu hesitated again and again, but finally let go, let him in, and turned around to walk in.

Xi Jinbai closed the door and followed him.

Sang Yu sat on the sofa, picked up a pillow and hugged it in his arms. His eyes were not focused and he found a place to rest.

Xi Jinbai approached her, sat down less than half a meter away, and asked, "Does your head still hurt?"

Sang Yu blinked and fluttered his eyelashes. He did not answer his question and said to himself: "I was drunk yesterday. If I did anything to offend you, please forgive me. Just pretend it never happened."

After saying this, Xi Jinbai immediately stared in displeasure, "It didn't happen? Are you saying you kissed me? Or bit me?"

Not that Sang Yu didn't notice the hickey on his Adam's apple, suppressed the fluctuation in his eyes, turned his head and looked at him, "Don't you even have the strength to push away a drunk?"

As long as he doesn't want to, those things won't happen.

"You know I can't refuse you." Xi Jinbai's voice was extremely calm, as if he was saying something very ordinary.

Sang Yu was speechless for a moment, "Then you did it on purpose."

"Yes, I did it on purpose." Xi Jinbai admitted frankly.

At the beginning, he was the first to lose his mind and kiss her.

Sang Yu squeezed the pillow in his hand, his eyes half lowered.

She couldn't understand Xi Jinbai even more. He was obviously the proud man of heaven, and his dignity and pride were synonymous with him. Why did he keep hitting a wall with her? Persisting with her?
After a long silence, Sang Yu asked: "What do you want?"

Xi Jinbai reached out to hold her hand, and the warmth from his palm was transmitted to the back of her hand. His gentle voice was like jade touching each other, "Come back to me, okay?"

It was a discussion, maybe also a plea. Sang Yu was thinking about what virtue and ability he had to make the unattainable Mr. Xi bow his head and ask for peace again and again.

After regaining consciousness, she withdrew her hand and refused: "No."

Xi Jinbai's deep eyes flickered, but his face remained calm, "Why?"

She clearly hadn't forgotten, and knee-jerk reactions couldn't fool anyone.

"Because it's inappropriate."
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This trip to the resort didn't end well.

Sang Yu went home early because he felt unwell.

Xi Jinbai also had to rush back to Suzhou to discuss the project and sign the contract.

After getting on the plane, Jiang Tang found the opportunity to ask Xi Jinbai, "When did you and Sang Yu get involved?"

He didn't raise his head and continued to browse the documents. He seemed not surprised at all that Jiang Tang knew about this. He only replied with two words perfunctorily: "Very early."

Jiang Tang insisted on asking clearly, "How early does it mean? It can't be earlier than when I met Sang Yu."

She just said it casually, but she didn't want Xi Jinbai to acquiesce.

Jiang Tang opened his mouth in surprise: "Is it really earlier than I met Sang Yu?"

No wonder I always felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was a little subtle, but I couldn't put it into words, and I didn't dare to think about it.

Jiang Tang couldn't digest this fact for a long time, and all the questions that had puzzled her in the past suddenly had answers.

"Then what's your situation now?"

"It's okay." Xi Jinbai spoke calmly, with no discernible fluctuation in his tone.

Jiang Tang immediately stared at him and accused: "You kissed someone and now you say it's okay? You're a scumbag!"

"..."

That also requires her to be willing.

In the past, I only thought that Sang Yu was soft-tempered, obedient, and would do whatever she said. But now I realized that she was actually soft on the outside but strong on the inside, and it was difficult to change her mind about things she had decided.

For the first time, Xi Jinbai felt helpless. It was hundreds of times harder than starting a business and taking over the family business.
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Tong Tong was worried about Sang Yu, so she made a concerned call: "Yu Yu, are you okay? Did something happen?"

Sang Yu didn't want to affect her mood, so he didn't tell her, "I'm fine. I can't get used to the hotel bed. I'll just take a nap at home. You guys have a good time." Tong Tong dismissed his doubts, "Then you have a good rest. "

After hanging up the phone, Sang Yu put down the phone and tossed and turned on the bed.

From time to time some charming pictures pop up in my mind.

She was annoyed about why other people would stop drinking when they drank, but she would always think about it intermittently afterwards.

Last night, Xi Jinbai carried her back to her room, not only helped her undress, but also gave her a bath...

She even remembered the details.

The split swimsuit she was wearing at the time had a halter neck strap design on the upper body, exposing a large area of ​​skin on her back, and very short culottes on the lower body.

I had just soaked in a hot spring, and my soaked swimsuit was stuck to my body, making it difficult to take off.

Xi Jinbai held her steady and asked, "Can I take it off myself?"

Sang Yu leaned against him in confusion, unable to open his eyes, and answered the question inappropriately, "I want to sleep..."

Xi Jinbai touched her face and said, "The clothes are all wet. You can't sleep like this. Take a shower before going to bed."

Sang Yu was so sleepy that he didn't want to move at all.

Xi Jinbai had a headache, and giving her a bath was undoubtedly a kind of torture for him.

He had already reacted to just the kiss, let alone anything else.

But he couldn't let Sang Yu sleep in wet clothes.

I can only abandon distracting thoughts and help her take off her clothes.

Sang Yu is very thin, but not shriveled. She has everything she should have, just the right amount of plumpness and slenderness. Her skin is fair and smooth, as delicate as fat, and as clear as jade.

Everywhere is a fatal attraction.

It took all Xi Jinbai's self-control and endurance to not touch her. He gave her a simple and quick shower, dried her body with a towel, carried her to bed, and found pajamas for her to put on.

Finally, he couldn't hold it back and kissed her neck and collarbone...

The memory was interrupted, and Sang Yu drove these images out of his mind with a red face.

My body felt inexplicably hot.
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October was spent unexpectedly and busy, and ended with a feeling of being overwhelmed.

Xi Jinbai did not give up after Sang Yu said that he was not suitable that day. He said that no one is naturally suitable for anyone, and you have to give it a try to know whether it is really inappropriate.

He blocked all her reasons, no matter how minor or serious, and it was useless to let her say anything.

After that, Xi Jinbai often sent her WeChat messages, asking her what she was doing, and taking the initiative to explain what she was busy with, where she was on business trips, and when she would finish her work.

At first Sang Yu didn't plan to reply to his message and pretended not to see it. But when she didn't reply, Xi Jinbai called directly.

One time she and Sang Fengping were having dinner, and the phone was placed on the table. The ringtone suddenly rang. Sang Yu was startled when he saw the caller ID and hurriedly took the phone and hung up.

Sang Fengping was confused, "Who called? Why didn't you answer the call?"

Sang Yu muted his cell phone and made excuses to pass by, "I don't want to answer the call because it's an unknown number."

Sang Fengping had no doubts and told her, "I read on the news that there are a lot of telecommunications frauds nowadays. Unknown numbers will not be answered if they can't be answered. There are also people pretending to be police officers and bank staff to defraud money. There are more and more methods."

"Yeah, I know." Sang Yu put the phone screen down on the table.

When she returned to the room after dinner and looked at her phone, there were several missed calls, all from Xi Jinbai.

And his WeChat: [Don’t reply to messages or answer calls? Then I have to go to Hong Kong Island to find you in person. 】

Sang Yu believed that he would really do this, and quickly replied: [I was having dinner with my mother just now, it was inconvenient. 】

Xi Jinbai asked: [How is aunt's health lately? 】

Sang Yu: [Very good. 】

As long as you are not irritated, take your medicine on time and go to the hospital for check-ups on time, there will be no problem.

Xi Jinbai: [Are you busy at work? 】

Sang Yu: [Not bad. 】

Her attitude has always been very calm, and can even be said to be coping.

Xi Jinbai took the initiative to bring up another topic: [I bought a crystal pendant at the auction today. I think you will like it. I will give it to you when I return to China. 】

Sang Yu: [I don’t want it. 】

Xi Jinbai: [I’ve bought it, it’s yours. 】

How could Sang Yu accept what he gave, not to mention that the auction items that caught his eye must be valuable, so it was even more impossible for her to accept, "I really don't want it, you can keep it for yourself." 】

Xi Jinbai: [Why should I keep the things that the little girl likes? 】

Sang Yu: [Then why do you want to take pictures? 】

Xi Jinbai: [I think you will like it. 】

The topic went around and around again, and Sang Yu simply stopped replying.

(End of this chapter)