10.Any time is all right

At the corner of the spiral staircase of that luxurious cruise ship, Jiang Song stood there as if rooted to the spot, dumbfounded. His eyes were wide open like bronze bells, and he stared straight at a group of burly bodyguards in front of him.

The bodyguards were all wearing black uniforms with serious expressions. Their advancing light was like a series of cold lights. Jiang Song's mouth slightly opened, but he couldn't say a word. At this moment, his thoughts are like a tangled thread, he can't understand anything. Various questions kept appearing in his mind: "Hmm?? What exactly happened here

Just as Jiang Song was in such an embarrassing situation, Ye Fan had already eagerly pulled Tang Qian into the exclusive elevator. The elevator door, like a barrier isolating the hustle and bustle of the outside world, slowly closed behind them.

As soon as the door closed, Ye Fan pounced on Tang Qian like a mad beast. His kiss was fierce and violent, carrying an uncontrollable intense emotion. He was incredibly strong, and one of his hands, like a vice, tightly imprisoned Tang Qian, making it impossible for her to move at all.

And the other hand also began to be restless, eagerly roaming over her body. Tang Qian was caught off guard by this sudden move, and she didn't even have a chance to look up and see which floor the elevator was going to. In this narrow elevator space, only Ye Fan's rapid breathing and the intense beating of their two hearts intertwined.

"Ding ——" The clear elevator prompt sound broke this short and crazy silence. The elevator door slowly opened, and the soft light poured out. Without hesitation, Ye Fan picked up Tang Qian in his arms, took big strides, and walked towards the door at the end of the corridor.

His steps were firm and hasty, and each step was heavy, as if he wanted to vent some kind of emotion in his heart through these powerful steps. When he reached the door, he exerted force again and pushed Tang Qian onto the bed. Then he quickly began to undress.

From his actions, it was obvious that there was an emotion with a punitive meaning, as if Tang Qian had done something unforgivable that made him so angry.

"Did you put it on?" Tang Qian managed to squeeze out a voice and ask in the chaos. There was a trace of nervousness and unease in her eyes as she looked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's voice was full of anger, and he almost squeezed out two words through his teeth: "Yes!"

Then, the surging emotions and intense actions instantly engulfed the two of them.

During this process, for some reason, Tang Qian suddenly let out a soft laugh.

This laughter seemed so abrupt at this moment. Seeing this, Ye Fan suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and coldly asked: "You seem so experienced. Besides me, how many others have you been with?"

His eyes were fixed on Tang Qian, trying to find an answer from her expression. But Tang Qian just responded indifferently: "None."

Ye Fan stared at her for a long time, trying to see something in her eyes. He saw that the look in Tang Qian's eyes was extremely calm, without the slightest dodge or guilt.

The anger in Ye Fan's heart seemed to be somewhat extinguished by this calm look in her eyes. He softly asked: "Did I hurt you?"

When Tang Qian heard this question, a look of surprise appeared on her face. Obviously, she didn't expect Ye Fan to suddenly have such a change.

Seeing her reaction, Ye Fan slowly lowered his head. First, he gently kissed her bright eyes, and then he kissed her lips.

This time, his breath carried an emotion completely different from before, with a bit more tenderness and pity.

After a long time, Ye Fan still seemed a bit worried and asked again: "Really none?"

Tang Qian looked indifferent and said: "Do I have any reason to lie to you? We don't even know each other."

Her tone was very calm, as if this matter really didn't matter to her at all.

After hearing her words, Ye Fan suddenly changed the subject and asked: "If I hadn't pulled you last time, what would you have said to that waiter?"

Tang Qian was slightly taken aback. Obviously, she didn't expect him to ask this question. After thinking for a moment, she replied: "I was going to ask for directions."

After hearing this answer, Ye Fan paused again, and it seemed that he was thinking about something in his heart.

Seeing him like this, Tang Qian asked: "Do you care about that?"

Ye Fan opened his mouth but didn't say anything. In his heart, he thought: "How could I not care?"

After a long time, he let out a deep, muffled sound from his nose. The sound was long and seemed to carry endless lingering affection.

During the following process, Ye Fan obviously held back his strength, for fear that he might accidentally hurt Tang Qian. As for the number of times and the duration, it seemed that he couldn't control them at this moment.

The cruise ship was slowly sailing on the vast sea. The moonlight shone on the sea, and the waves sparkled. The sea water looked like a silver silk fabric.

Tang Qian was woken up by the noise Ye Fan made in her sleep. She groggily opened her eyes and saw Ye Fan's passionate appearance.

Before she could fully wake up, the morning light had quietly shone into the room.

This time, she was awakened by Ye Fan's gentle kiss.

Ye Fan's scorching breath sprayed against her ear, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

In this half-awake and half-asleep state, Ye Fan said in a voice with a certain hidden depth: "Tell me your name."

Tang Qian smiled softly, and her voice was as gentle as a breeze: "It doesn't matter." When Ye Fan heard this answer, he said somewhat helplessly: "Can you be a bit more serious?"

Tang Qian just looked at him indifferently and didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Ye Fan lowered his head, kissed the corner of her eye, and softly asked: "Is your gaze always like this?"

Tang Qian let out another soft laugh and didn't answer his question.

Ye Fan's lips slowly moved downward, rubbing against her lips, and he looked at her with his eyes half-open and half-closed.

At this moment, there seemed to be some change in the depth of his eyes. Suddenly, he kissed her greedily and deeply, as if he wanted to completely integrate Tang Qian into his life.

During a break in the passion, he leaned against the corner of Tang Qian's lips and affectionately asked: "Have you ever thought about me?"

However, Tang Qian still didn't answer, but only responded with her actions.

Afterward, Tang Qian gently pushed Ye Fan away and got up to walk towards the bathroom. Her steps were light and firm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial episode to her.

Ye Fan looked at her retreating back, and a trace of complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

He let out a helpless sigh, put on a bathrobe, and then quietly sat on the sofa outside, waiting for Tang Qian to come out.

The room was silent, and only the wall clock made a "tick-tock" sound, as if silently recording the passage of time.

After a while, Tang Qian came out of the bathroom. At this time, she was already fully dressed, and her hair was neatly combed. There was no extra expression on her face, and her eyes were still as indifferent as ever.

Ye Fan stared at her fixedly and asked: "Are you leaving again?"

In fact, he had already guessed the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to believe that Tang Qian was really so heartless and had no trace of nostalgia.

Tang Qian just nodded slightly as a response to him, and then walked towards the door of the room. Her steps didn't hesitate at all, as if there was nothing in this room worthy of her staying.

At this time, the cruise ship was about to dock, and the ship's body swayed slightly.

Looking at Tang Qian's back, Ye Fan suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Hearing the shout, Tang Qian stopped in her tracks, slowly turned around, and looked at him with her eyes, asking what else he wanted.

Ye Fan carefully chose his words and asked tentatively: "Did I satisfy you?" There was a trace of expectation in his eyes, hoping to get a positive answer from Tang Qian.

Tang Qian's gaze swept over the bathrobe on him, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she gave a faint smile, saying: "Very good." Her tone was very calm, just like when evaluating an ordinary commodity.

Ye Fan looked at her, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved up. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with this answer. He quickly tore a piece of memo paper from the table, picked up a pen, wrote down a series of numbers on it, and then handed it to Tang Qian. He said seriously: "If you have any needs, come to me. Don't mess around."

The implication of his words was obvious. He hoped that if Tang Qian had such needs in the future, she would only come to him and not to anyone else.

Tang Qian stretched out two fingers, gently picked up the memo paper, and with a playful smile on her face, asked: "Will you come whenever I call?"

Ye Fan nodded solemnly and said: "I'll accompany you."

After hearing his words, Tang Qian seemed rather casual and said: "Should I pay you? After all, you were quite diligent."

After saying that, she turned her hand and threw the memo paper into the trash can. Her action was straightforward and without the slightest hesitation.

Then, she opened the door and left without looking back.

"Clatter!" The door slowly closed behind her, making a dull sound.

Ye Fan stared blankly at the trash can.