There are things that no longer belong to her.
"What are you thinking about?" Zheng Shaosu’s voice suddenly appeared behind her, startling her greatly. Then she turned to look at him.
Zheng Shaosu took the opportunity to step forward, coming a little closer to her.
This man, from his youth until now, has never lacked charm. Just moving closer to someone or displaying a hint of ambiguity could cause a flush of excitement and a racing heartbeat.
It was a feeling Wu Qianqing couldn’t get from any other man.
She admitted, including right now, she felt it too.
"Nothing much, just looking at Miss Li.",
"Do you envy her for speaking out? Do you envy her for her Mr. Fu?",
Zheng Shaosu’s words made Wu Qianqing’s face turn red all the way to the roots of her ears.
"But your face says you do." Zheng Shaosu took another step closer to her, and under her wide eyes, slowly bent down, his hands supporting himself on either side of her. Just watching her, very, very close.
Close enough to feel each other’s breath.
Wu Qianqing’s heart suddenly tightened. "Zheng Shaosu!"
"You need to back away from me first!" Wu Qianqing seemed to want to push him out. But Zheng Shaosu didn’t budge.
Her little strength seemed incapable of shaking him.
This reminded Wu Qianqing of their younger days. Back then, when acting together, Zheng Shaosu could always effortlessly lift her with one hand.
And just as effortlessly ignite her desire to kiss.
People said Zheng Shaosu was cold and indifferent. Wu Qianqing had never felt that way.
Even in the midst of a kiss, she could feel that he was a man of desires.
She just wondered, why from their youth until now, he had always restrained himself.
"I told you to get up first."
Zheng Shaosu looked at her. "I don’t want to."
For the moment, Wu Qianqing’s face burned, so flustered she didn’t know what to say. As she was about to try to escape Zheng Shaosu’s embrace another way,
a startled cry suddenly filled the air.
"Ah!" It was a staff member carrying a teacup, who, when walking behind them, suddenly stumbled and bumped into Zheng Shaosu. The teacup almost crashed to the floor, if not for her quick reflexes.
Zheng Shaosu was caught off guard by the bump. His body suddenly lurched forward, and since he and Wu Qianqing were very close, with Wu Qianqing looking up at him,
so Zheng Shaosu’s lips firmly pressed against hers. They both froze at once, a current of electricity sparking from the tip of their hearts.
Because the last time they’d worked together on a project was when they were younger, around their twenties, and they had collaborated once again in their thirties,
there had been many, many years with nothing else until now.
The sudden kiss made them both feel tingling all over. Zheng Shaosu couldn’t put into words what he felt. But strangely, it felt like something he had longed to do for a while.
Wu Qianqing also couldn’t quite describe the feeling. She was just shocked, caught completely off guard. She never imagined that they would ever kiss again.
Their lips remained pressed together, and for a long time, they made no other move. Only when the cleaning staff had left from behind them did Zheng Shaosu suddenly hold Wu Qianqing tightly, deepening the kiss even more. He kept drawing the taste, the breath, everything from her lips.