PFC Chapter 302 You still know how to come back?
Chapter 302 You still know how to come back?
The kiss lasted for a full half hour, until the two felt the oxygen in their chests was running low, and they were reluctant to part.
Su Yuchen gazed at the person before him with infatuation, unable to contain his emotions, and his hand slowly slid down her waist.
Yun Yao felt waves of tingling sensations coming from her, and she even felt a little greedy for them.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, flipped him over, and successfully took his place.
Su Yuchen was pushed onto the sofa by her. Looking at the unparalleled beauty in front of him, a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
"Wanwan, that's enough." His voice remained restrained.
Yun Yao sometimes admired Su Yuchen's composure. Even though things had come to this point, she, who had never been involved in worldly affairs, was starting to lose control. But he always managed to stop her at the crucial moment.
Yun Yao's movements faltered slightly, showing some disappointment.
"Su Yuchen, I suddenly feel that you are too unambitious." It has been so long and you still haven't surpassed her cultivation level.
Su Yuchen's eyes flickered slightly, gradually regaining their clarity.
"You said there was no other way." His voice still carried a hint of resentment.
Yun Yao: "???" What does that accusing look mean?
"Um... I also read it in a book."
Su Yuchen now understands the meaning of the saying, "It is better to have no books than to believe everything in them."
"How about we give it a try?" Yun Yao's eyes held a hint of anticipation.
Sure enough, when it comes to love, both of them have negative IQs and are easily impulsive.
Su Yuchen's gaze darkened slightly, and the large hand that was holding her waist tightened.
"Wanwan, come down."
Once again, he held back.
Su Yuchen is a normal man. No one knows the torment he suffers every day from seeing but not being able to have. Before meeting Yun Yao, he lived a life of asceticism like a monk. But after meeting Yun Yao, he didn't stop thinking about taking her right there and then.
But her remaining rationality told her that if she couldn't protect her, it was better not to touch her.
Yun Yao reluctantly stepped off him, nestled in his arms, and drew circles on his chest with her index finger.
“Su Yuchen, that’s what the book says, but it’s not necessarily true. That’s all old stuff from tens of thousands of years ago. It’s the 21st century now, the book is outdated,” Yun Yao said quietly.
This was the first time Su Yuchen had ever heard of books expiring.
Grasping her fidgeting hand, Su Yuchen sat up straight and met her gaze.
"Wanwan, if I explode and die, can you bring me back to life?"
Yun Yao jolted awake and sat up abruptly.
"You think I have a lot of heart's blood? I only have one drop!" Only one drop has the power to gather souls and spirits.
Seeing how eager she was, Su Yuchen almost couldn't resist.
If she had said yes, he would have granted her wish, even if it meant experiencing the pain of life and death again. But no, he only had this one chance.
Su Yuchen took out a bowl of hangover soup made from special ingredients from his Qiankun bag and handed it to Yun Yao.
"I haven't had any today, I should drink some now."
Although Yun Yao is somewhat unrestrained and unconventional, she is still a classical beauty at heart, and her thinking is quite old-fashioned, otherwise she wouldn't be so easily seduced.
Her loss of composure today is entirely thanks to that jar of wine from Taotie! She's still in a state of alternating clarity and confusion!
"I'm not drunk! Why would I need a hangover soup!"
Look, here we go again.
Calling this a hangover remedy is an understatement; it's more like an antidote.
Su Yuchen patiently coaxed Yun Yao into drinking the hangover soup. Seeing that she had fallen into a deep sleep, he bent down and carried her upstairs.
His identity as a member of Yonsei International meant he couldn't live a peaceful life. Just as he had settled Yun Yao in, news of Mo Peichen arrived.
He said that people were already tracking his whereabouts.
Don't stay here for long.
"Wanwan, take good care of yourself." Su Yuchen's eyes were full of longing.
Just as I didn't know when I fell in love with her, I also didn't know when I had gotten used to her company.
……
Su Yuchen left through the back door, and as soon as he stepped outside, he saw a very low-key black Volkswagen waiting at the door.
Wearing sunglasses, Mo Peichen rested one hand on the car window and whistled at the person at the door.
"Hey handsome, wanna take a taxi?"
Su Yuchen's lips curled into a slight smile. He ignored him and got into the car.
Seeing how aloof he was, Mo Peichen couldn't hold back any longer. Like a resentful husband, he took off his sunglasses and threw them into Su Yuchen's arms.
"You still know how to come back?"
That year, he secretly turned the capital upside down, and even internationally, he used many of his connections.
But this person seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace. Mo Peichen had considered the possibility that Su Yuchen was in trouble, but he refused to believe it and clung to the last glimmer of hope.
He was woken up by a phone call last night. Just as he was about to yell at which bastard had disturbed his peaceful sleep, he almost jumped out of bed when he heard that long-lost voice.
He knew that Su Yuchen was like a cat, with nine lives, so how could he die so easily?
"I'm sorry." Su Yuchen looked at the person whose eyes were slightly red and said apologetically, which was quite rare for him.
Mo Peichen was slightly taken aback. Even he never expected to hear the word "apology" from Su Yuchen's mouth one day.
Is he still that emotionless work machine? Why does it feel like he's picked up a lot more human touch in the year since he left?
"You think an apology can comfort my wounded heart?" Mo Peichen sniffed.
Su Yuchen glanced at him and tossed him a card.
"My supplementary card doesn't have a PIN."
Mo Peichen: "..." Am I such a vulgar person?
But... Su Yuchen's supplementary card? Then... then wouldn't he be practically the richest man in China?
"thank you boss!"
Don't even mention his fawning manner; if you gave him a tail, he'd wag it.
Su Yuchen didn't speak, but his calm and composed expression said it all: he was very happy!
In Mo Peichen's eyes, Su Yuchen was an extremely protective person, but he also had a common problem among the rich: he was very stingy. It was hard to tell if the money he earned was just sitting there unused. He could cheat others out of their money, but if someone cheated him out of his money, his face would turn so dark it could drip water.
Wait a minute... something's definitely fishy here!
"Do you have another man on the side?" That's the breakup fee he gave me!
Su Yuchen looked at him as if he were an idiot.
I haven't seen him for a year, and his IQ still hasn't improved.
"No, give it back to me."
Mo Peichen simply stuffed the card into his pocket.
"This is compensation for my lost youth, why should I pay it back to you!"
"Drive," Su Yuchen said directly, too lazy to waste any more time with him.
Mo Peichen, who had received a lot of money, couldn't stop smiling.
"Alright, boss, please take your seat! Driver number thirty-eight is at your service!"
For a year, Mo Peichen didn't tell Su Yuchen that he almost couldn't hold on.
When they met again, all those sleepless nights of longing and worry turned into his jokes.
Along the way, Mo Peichen talked a lot, but Su Yuchen never interrupted him. No matter what he said, Su Yuchen listened very attentively.
The car stopped in the Yonsei International parking garage. Mo Peichen slammed on the brakes, and Su Yuchen reached out to brace himself, but didn't seem to blame or reprimand him.
The driver lit a cigarette, leaned back in his seat, sighed, and his eyes were filled with a sense of weariness.
"Su Yuchen, I almost thought you weren't coming back."