Chapter 35 An Acquaintance Who Has Lost Contact

"No." I covered my face and mumbled in denial.

But Xie Yan seemed not to have heard me. He put away the smile on his face and slowly leaned closer to me. The breath from his nose sprayed on my burning skin, making my whole body tremble slightly.

"If Mianmian says it's not, then it's not, okay?"

Xie Yan let out a soft laugh. He gently took my hand and put it down. I lowered my eyes and avoided looking at Xie Yan. Suddenly, he lowered his body and looked directly into my eyes.

I was taken aback, and my face turned even redder.

The smile on Xie Yan's face deepened. He slowly raised his head and moved closer to me. I dodged his gaze, and I could clearly hear my heart pounding like a drum in my ears. Until I felt his slightly cool lips touch mine.

From a gentle peck to a more passionate kiss, I felt my head go dizzy, and my whole body became hot and weak. I didn't know when my body had softened into Xie Yan's arms, and I even forgot to breathe.

There was a breath stuck in my chest that I couldn't let out. Xie Yan slowly pulled back a little. He traced the shape of my lips with his tongue and said in a hoarse voice, "Mianmian, breathe!"

My mind went blank for a moment, and then I suddenly came to my senses and took a big gulp of air. This was Xie Yan's room, and there was a faint woody scent in the air that belonged to Xie Yan. With each breath I took, Iin a trance felt that my body and Xie Yan's had already merged together.The word "merge" exploded in my mind, and I suddenly closed my mouth and bit my lip to calm my emotions.

This was the first time I had been in Xie Yan's room. At this moment, I was leaning in Xie Yan's arms, and he was holding me, enjoying the peaceful and gentle moment. I looked around casually but found something was wrong.

Xie Yan's room was not quite the same as what I saw in my dream.

Although the colors were almost the same and the decoration was similar, if you looked closely, you could see the differences. For example, the walls in Xie Yan's room were a white close to gray, but in the room where Xie Yan was in my dream, the walls were light gray.

I guess in my dream, I thought Xie Yan suited that kind of cold and detached atmosphere, so I automatically matched the scene for him.

However, looking at the arrangement in front of me that was almost the same as in my dream, I suddenly felt proud. It seemed that I still knew Xie Yan quite well. I could almost guess right in my dream what he liked and what he didn't like.

Xie Yan squinted his eyes. His gaze fell on my long hair. Seeing that I was in a daze, he suddenly said, "What are you thinking about?"

Upon hearing this, I raised my eyebrows and said proudly, "I'm thinking that I still know you quite well. You have no idea that I had a dream last night..."

I excitedly sat in Xie Yan's arms, gesturing as I told him about my dream. Xie Yan looked at me with his long and narrow eyes, a half-smile on his face, and there was an emotion in his bright black eyes that I couldn't understand.

I was so excited that I almost jumped up to gesture to Xie Yan how he had grabbed someone's neck in the dream. "You were like this at that time, with one hand..."

Before I could finish my sentence, I suddenly met Xie Yan's eyes. That cold and distant look made me freeze. My excited nerves suddenly cooled down.

"Xie Yan?" I said hesitantly.

Xie Yan stood up and held me in his right arm, pulling me into his arms. The thick woody fragrance filled my nostrils. Even through our clothes, I could still feel the slightly cool temperature of Xie Yan's body.

I pressed against Xie Yan's arm and remained silent. Xie Yan gently bit my earlobe, his voice tender and affectionate, "Mianmian dreamed of me!"

"Yeah." I nodded, trying to avoid his tongue. "I did."

Xie Yan bit my earlobe in satisfaction. He said with a hint of regret, "But why did you dream that I

was doing that kind of thing with someone? So this is how my Mianmian sees me?"

Xie Yan's deep and magnetic voice spoke in my ear like a temptation. Scorching hot breaths kept falling in my ear, and the scent and dominance that belonged to Xie Yan made it impossible for me to think clearly.

I was in a daze, thinking about what Xie Yan looked like in my dream, and then I shook my head clumsily. "No, you only fought once in my dream, really."

"Hehe." Xie Yan laughed again.

His smooth tongue slowly traced the outline of my ear. The scorching hot breath penetrated my skin, making my whole body tremble.

I was in a daze, sometimes feeling like I was in heaven and sometimes feeling tormented under Xie Yan's influence. I was like a small boat adrift on the sea, helplessly clutching at Xie Yan's clothes and refusing to let go.

"Xie Yan." I called Xie Yan's name absent-mindedly.

I didn't know when my hands had touched the buttons of Xie Yan's collar. I always felt hot, so I reached out and hooked my arm around Xie Yan's neck to undo the buttons of his clothes. I knew that Xie Yan's body under the clothes was cool.

I wanted the coolness of Xie Yan's body to cool me down.

As the fabric rubbed against each other, my hand that was about to undo the buttons was suddenly grabbed. Xie Yan sat up and pressed his forehead against mine. There was a hint of arrogance and regret hidden on his handsome face. "Mianmian, your body can't take it."

I was taken aback and suddenly remembered what I had done.

Was I actually taking off Xie Yan's clothes?

"Ahem." I coughed awkwardly, and my face burned with embarrassment. I avoided looking at Xie Yan and made up an excuse for myself guiltily. "No, haha, don't think too much. I just thought you should change your clothes, so I was just helping you undo the buttons first."

I was extremely guilty. Xie Yan raised his eyebrows calmly, and then he puffed out his chest and leaned closer. I widened my eyes, not understanding what Xie Yan was going to do. Xie Yan then grabbed my hand and placed it on his collar.

"Then I'll trouble Mianmian." Xie Yan looked at me with a meaningful smile.

Was he really going to let me take off his clothes?

I struggled to take back my hand and awkwardly put it behind my back, stuttering. "No need. My hand still hurts."

"Hahaha." Xie Yan burst out laughing. His eyes, as bright as stars, were filled with tenderness. "My Mianmian is really cute."

"I'm not cute." I was so frustrated that I couldn't speak, but my heart was filled with sweetness because of Xie Yan's laughter.

Approaching noon, Xie Yan was cooking. The fragrance of the vegetables wafted out from the kitchen, making my mouth water. I didn't eat my fill in the morning with Jiang Huai around. Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated.

It was Xie Yan's phone.

I shouted towards the kitchen, "Xie Yan, your phone is ringing."

The sizzling sound of frying meat drowned out my voice. There was no other way, so I had to take the phone to the kitchen. Xie Yan was busy, and when I handed the phone to him, he just took a glance and said, "Answer it for me."

Xie Yan spread his hands for me to see. "Help me answer it first. I don't seem to be in a convenient position to answer the phone."

Okay.

I hesitated and then answered the phone, but the sound of the running water in the kitchen was too loud, and I couldn't hear clearly what was being said on the phone.

I walked out of the kitchen before I heard a woman on the phone say anxiously, "Brother Xie, is my brother at your place? I can't find my brother anywhere, and I'm so scared right now."

This familiar voice...

Was it the girl next door to the tattoo shop?

I remembered Xie Yan said her name was Shen Yue.

However, didn't Xie Yan say that they had lost contact?