I Won’t Touch You

Wang Zhao crossed his arms over his chest as he stared at Sang Qian. He cocked an eyebrow at her. She was breathing heavily as she stood on the opposite side of the bed.

He clenched his jaw, slightly agitated. "What? Don't make me the bad guy here. I am not sleeping on the couch. You can sleep if you want."

She pouted her lips. "I don't trust you that's why I won't sleep by your side."

"You have to do it one day or other. Just sleep, I am not into you. I won't touch you, God! Just sleep. I seriously am having a headache. Don't be childish." He complained in a raised voice.

Sang Qian bit her lip. 'Yes, I have to do it one day or other. Wait, did he just mean something by this.' She squinted at him but seeing his serious expression she nodded her head. "Fine."

She removed her robe and placed it aside, revealing her silk nightdress. Wang Zhao's eyes widened lightly as he looked at her exposed slender and long arms. Her collar bone was so sharp and defined. Her light cleavage and her glowing skin was perfect.

His eyes followed her neckline. Her hair fell over her shoulders as she removed her hair tie. He gulped subconsciously and without him knowing, he was affected badly. His ears turned red. The heat was rising slowly and slowly.

Sang Qian didn't know how seductive her actions were until she noticed his eyes fixed on her. His face was clearly flushed. She realized she might be mistaken to do all of this to seduce him but this was her usual routine. She could never sleep unless she was comfortable.

He looked up at her eyes and their eyes met. She looked down trying to hide her embarrassment. She quickly got in, facing the opposite side. Her exposed back didn't do much good to Wang Zhao either. He cleared his throat and turned off the light.

He turned his back to her. In the silent room, their breathing echoed. Wang Zhao laid there thinking of how he never noticed how beautiful Sang Qian was? He couldn't get the image of her out of his mind.

Even though she was annoying, she amused him and he had already smiled a few times after what happened before. His brain was so worked up.

He wished someone would give him a head massage but he was too arrogant to ask. He closed his eyes. "Good night Qian." He mumbled. He didn't know when he drifted deep in his sleep. He was exhausted.

Sang Qian on the other hand was embarrassed at first. She was regretting her actions but then she was also happy to see his reaction. At-least she knew, she could seduce him easily in near future. After a few minutes she turned her head towards him only to find him asleep.

His breathing pattern changed. She wasn't sleepy anyways. He had turned around in his sleep and she was now staring at his face.

"I am sad." She pouted and wished he could hear her.

She subconsciously reached her hand to his hair and stroked it lightly. Just then she remembered how he complained about headache a lot. She gave it a thought before she started stroking his hair lightly.

She started pressing a few pressure points and when she was satisfied, she fell asleep with her hand on his shoulder. There was still a safe distance between them. Sang Qian wished it wasn't all a dream. She knew it would be difficult but she will make it work no matter what.

She knew she had never hated him, she knew she had never disliked him even after he hurt her so bad. She wasn't ashamed. After all, she had loved him wholeheartedly.

***

Mi Chan was walking on the empty road. She heard footsteps behind her. She stopped in her tracks. When she looked back, she found some men following her.

Her feet ached, she was close to her destination. If she ran a little bit, she would reach there on time. She gulped and the only thing she remembered was Li Zinhuo. Her heart raced inside her chest.

She pursed her lips and started running with all her might. The men followed her but she didn't care. She wasn't focusing on them but rather on reaching Li Zinhuo. She knew he would be there, waiting for her. She knew it deep in her heart. He has always been there for her.

She wanted her happiness. She wanted a happy ending for herself. She knew she loved Li Zinhuo. She ran and ran for a mile. Finally she reached her destination and as expected. She saw Li Zinhuo standing by the huge metal gate, waiting for her.

Tears rolled down her eyes instantly. He was busy in his phone, he didn't see her. She called his name loudly. "Zinhuo!" His eyes shot up in her direction. His eyes widened when he looked at her smiling face.

She looked happy despite the tear-filled face. She ran to him and stood just a mere step away. He couldn't bring himself to say something. He stared blankly at her face. Relief washed over his chest. She was sweating but she didn't care. She smiled through her tears. "I love you."

His heart skipped a beat. He stared at her and her expression said it all. Before he could say something. She pressed her lips against his. He closed his eyes. Her warmth against his own made him feel shivers. How much has he ever imagined for her to say those words and she did.

When she pulled away, a sigh escaped her lips and her whole weight was on him. He held her in place. He realized she was no longer conscious. He lifted her up and walked inside the big house with a terrified expression on his face.

***

Li Zinhuo looked at his mother who also had a worried expression.

"You said you don't have anything to do with your wife? Why did you bring her here?" She turned her head towards the girl laying on the bed.

"It's not Mi Chan's fault. I never submitted our divorce papers back then. She didn't know. Also, I still love her the same way, even if we get back together, it won't be a big deal, would it be?"

Mrs Li scoffed. "Such a complicated matter and I get to know about it three years later. You both even know what you have gotten yourself into. Your best friend will hate you, he doesn't know any of this."

"I know mom. This is why I think, we all should move to the states once I confront Wang Zhao and Mi Chan's father. We have to tell the whole truth. I think Mi Chan needs some time with it yet." He sighed. His eyes were fixed on Mi Chan.

Mrs Li smiled at her son and hugged him. "I understand son. I am with you, no matter what. Ever since your father passed away, You have taken the responsibility for your family like a father. All I want you to do now is to fight for your own happiness. I know it's hard but I am also sure you will."

He smiled at her as warmth spread across his chest. He was assured that someone was by his side. He knew it was all going to be even messy when they confront Wang Zhao. A worried sigh escaped her lips.

A couple of hours later...

"Zinhuo." Mi Chan called his name from her dries throat. She wanted him to hear her but he seemed to be asleep by his head near her waist.

She stroked his hair with her hand and he stirred. He turned to look at her and she stared at him. "Can I get some water?" He nodded his head and poured her some water from the nightstand. He helped her sit before he passed her the glass of water.

She drank all of it in one go. He was still sleepy and it was clear from his tires face. She noticed that he had changed into his night wears. She patted the space on bed beside her. "Sleep here. Don't worry I don't need anything. I am fine. I will go take a bath."

Li Zinhuo frowned. "Are you sure?"

She nodded.

He sighed. "Until you are done I am not sleeping."

A sigh escaped her lips. "I am fine. But anyways, do what you like because I know you won't listen anyways."

He scoffed. "Fine, I am waiting, go."

She stepped out and walked inside the closet and there were always clothes for her. She smiled and pulled out a nightdress. She walked to the bathroom door and turned around to look at him. His eyes still fixed on her.

"I am pregnant with your child."

She hurried inside and closed the door with a bang. Her heart thundered in her chest. She knew they were pretending everything was fine but they all knew it wasn't. She was also worried about Sang Qian and the guilt for Wang Zhao and Sang Qian was too much. She felt heavy hearted.

A sigh escaped her lips. "It will all pass Mi Chan, calm down." She patted her chest lightly.