Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Chapter 197 Heart Moon

A gentle breeze blew on the summer night. There were no stars in the sky, only the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Fu Runing took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

The air is confusing and the mind is confused.

Fu Runing was a little out of breath and her body went limp. She gently pounded the man's back, signaling him to let her go.

Xiao Jingting left her lips as he was told, his chest rising and falling noticeably.

The two people's disordered breathing proved the emotional impulse just now.

Fu Runing was feeling lazy and was about to lean back against the pillow when the man reached out and put his arm around her waist, carrying her directly out of the swing chair.

Fu Runing hugged his shoulders tightly, then hung her legs around his waist and rested her chin on his shoulder.

Her eyes were lazy as she looked out from the balcony, gazing at the bright moon in the sky.

She recalled the most anxious night three years ago.

"Xiaoting..."

She whispered his name in the man's ear.

Xiao Jingting held her waist and back with one hand and supported her hips firmly with the other.

He stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Runing was still looking at the moon in the sky, but her eyes gradually lost focus.

"Tell me, was Xiao Jingting doing it on purpose three years ago? He wasn't drunk at all. If he was really drunk, how could he have done it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jingting's eyes showed some self-mockery.

Only this time, he didn't avoid it.

"I'm not drunk, I did it on purpose."

Fu Runing leaned on his shoulder and couldn't help but chuckle, "You are quite honest. You really don't want to make excuses."

Xiao Jingting stroked her back gently, saying nothing.

He has made too many excuses himself.

Fu Runing said with some emotion: "I sent him so many messages. You said he is so smart, doesn't he know what I am thinking? He knew I wanted to seduce him, and he also knew I wanted to use him, and he still took the bait."

"Tell me, was he also very conflicted that night about whether or not to get involved with me?"

Xiao Jingting turned his face to the side and rubbed his cheek against hers.

"Probably." He answered ambiguously.

Fu Runing grabbed the collar of the man's shirt and played with it with her fingers boredly, folding the collar up and then turning it down.

"Oh, I feel like he's made my life miserable these past three years, but when I think about it, he must have been even more miserable."

"Why?" The man carried her into the room.

Fu Runing pondered for a long time before slowly saying—

"Xiao Jingting is a high-demand baby. He's like an only cat in a family that can't have another cat. He needs all the love. If he doesn't have it all, and he finds out he's not unique, he'll get mad at himself. Of course, to avoid getting mad, he'll choose not to accept it from the beginning."

There was an indescribable emotion in her tone, as if she was a little distressed.

"Children who haven't received much love are like this. They won't share and only want to monopolize it. If they can't monopolize it, they will pretend that it doesn't matter, pretend that they don't want it, and even use harsh words to drive people away."

"He was afraid of being let down, ignored, and having his self-esteem destroyed, so he hid himself and wouldn't let me see him."

Xiao Jingting walked into the room, but he was reluctant to put Fu Runing down. He kept holding her in the same position.

The man's voice was low: "When did you know him so well?"

Fu Runing hugged his neck and chuckled, "Just recently."

If it weren't for Xiaoting's second personality, she would probably never be able to see into Xiao Jingting's heart.

There is no way to know what this weird man is thinking.

Xiao Jingting's throat rolled slightly, and he said, "He still made this choice."

Fu Runing moved away from his shoulder, looked at the handsome face of the man so close to her, and reached out to pinch it.

She chuckled, "Yeah, I'm very charming."

Xiao Jingting looked at her deeply, with a glimmer in his eyes.

"Well, you are so charming that I can't resist."

Fu Runing was very satisfied when she heard this.

She praised: "Xiao Ting is really good at talking."

After praising him, she patted the man's face again and said with a smile: "But you can't do anything bad today. I'm not clean yet."

"I know."

He had known it when he had just hugged her.

There was desire in Xiao Jingting's eyes when he looked at her, but it was not entirely desire.

If love is also a game, then he was afraid of being let down, being ignored, and even more afraid of having his self-esteem destroyed. He could not accept that such a person could influence him so drastically.

He hated the feeling of being out of control, even of fear.

But it turned out that it was only because Fu Runing was so beautiful that he was convinced and subconsciously accepted the arrival of these uncontrollable things.

She is really nice and anyone who is with her will be happy.

Xiao Jingting tightened his arms, unable to calm the surging emotions in his chest for a long time.

He hugged her too tightly, causing Fu Runing to struggle uncomfortably.

The aftereffects of the alcohol took effect, and Fu Runing felt sleepy and wanted to sleep. She wanted the man to let her go.

"Xiao Ting, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."

Xiao Jingting carried her directly to the bathroom and said, "I'll help you wash."

Fu Runing grabbed the door handle and refused: "I don't want it! I said it's inconvenient, it's so embarrassing."

Xiao Jingting's ears turned red, but his tone was serious: "I don't think about that all day long."

Fu Runing was provoked by these words again. "You look at me and think nothing of me. Are you sick? You don't even have any thoughts about this, you eunuch!"

Xiao Jingting was unable to move forward or backward, and his throat felt dry.

What does she want?

He looked at Fu Runing's eyes, which were obviously drunken, and suddenly smiled.

"If I touch you, I'm a beast. If I don't touch you, I'm a eunuch. Wife, what do you think I should choose?"

His chest vibrated, and his low, thin voice was as tickling as a double bass.

Fu Runing burst out laughing. No one knew what touched her funny bone, but she couldn't stop and finally fell limply into his arms.

But in the end, Fu Runing still took a shower by herself, but the man insisted on squeezing into her shower room and sharing the shower head with her.

The atmosphere is ambiguous, but it is just ambiguous, and more than just ambiguous.

When drunk, Fu Runing is more than twice as cute as usual.

While she was directing the man to blow-dry her hair, she was complaining that he didn't know how to do it.

After finally drying her hair, she asked the man to help her apply body lotion.

"Oh, it's hot now, you need to use that body spray, not this body lotion, it's too thick."

Xiao Jingting was looking for body spray among a pile of bottles and jars. After taking it, she said she didn't want to use this scent today.

After going back and forth several times, she finally picked the scent she liked.

Xiao Jingting sprayed the body spray on his palm first. The spray felt icy cool when it touched his hand. He stayed on his palm for a while to remove some of the coolness before applying it on her body.

After going through this process, Fu Runing was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

By the time Xiao Jingting went to the bathroom to wash his hands, she had already fallen asleep hugging the blanket.

He turned off the lights, lay down beside her, and couldn't wait to hold her in his arms.

Xiao Jingting smelled the faint fragrance on her body and remembered what the psychology professor had said before.

There is a key next to him, which also serves as a lock.

That is the moon in his heart.