Feng Feng nodded. She glanced at the monitor. "Just hold on a little longer."
Feng Feng lived on the twentieth floor. When the elevator stopped, she brought Shen Su into her apartment. As she bent down to change her shoes, Shen Su pressed against her from behind, his hands gripping her waist.
Feng Feng braced herself against the shoe cabinet, her breathing becoming ragged.
Shen Su turned her body around and swept her into his arms, carrying her towards the bedroom.
Lost in the moment, Feng Feng barely registered Shen Su entering her bedroom. All that remained was the stimulation of her senses.
Feng Feng's bedroom carried the scent of her usual perfume. Shen Su caught the fragrance the moment he entered, and it seemed to ignite his nerves, making his actions and mind even more excited.
The storm had passed, and it was late into the night again.
The bed in the master bedroom was a mess, their clothes tangled together on the floor.
Shen Su's chest was scratched, the skin broken. Feng Feng saw it and said to him in a hoarse voice, "There's a medicine box in the living room."
Shen Su replied, "It's nothing."
He looked at the marks and asked with a smile, "You seemed a little agitated today?"
"Perhaps," Feng Feng replied. She wasn't embarrassed by his words and calmly analyzed the reason. "Work has been a bit stressful this week. I just wanted to let off some steam."
Shen Su: "..." So he was just her tool for venting?
Shen Su found it both amusing and exasperating. It was the first time a woman had described him as such a thing.
He couldn't quite catch his breath.
"Are you hungry?" Feng Feng found her phone, intending to order takeout. She hadn't eaten dinner and after hours of activity with Shen Su, her stomach was aching from hunger.
The two of them discussed it and ordered takeout. After showering separately, they ate in the dining room when the food arrived.
Feng Feng wore a slip dress, while Shen Su was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of large shorts below, a stark contrast to his usual appearance in a suit.
While they ate, Shen Su kept looking at Feng Feng. Her face was a little flushed after the events, but the excited expression was gone.
Shen Su recalled her smile in the photos and casually asked, "You don't smile much, do you?"
Feng Feng was taken aback by the abrupt question, her face showing confusion. "Hmm?"
Shen Su said lightly, "I rarely see you smile."
"Perhaps," Feng Feng replied. "There aren't that many happy things. I'm thinking about work all day, so I can't really smile."
It was the first time Shen Su heard Feng Feng speak to him in such a joking manner. Although her tone was still flat, it was much better than usual.
After looking into Feng Feng's past, Shen Su's interest in her grew. However, he wasn't a young man who couldn't control himself, and their current relationship wasn't enough to take that step.
He always enjoyed the thrill of the hunt, and he was confident he could make Feng Feng fall for him.
Feng Feng had this attitude towards relationships because she had been deceived by a man before, but hearts aren't made of stone. As long as there was enough time, he was confident he could win her over.
At the very least, their physical compatibility was the foundation for everything.
Shen Su was experienced in matters of the heart. Even with this intention, he didn't let Lan Lan notice, and their relationship continued like this for almost a year.
Once the ice was broken, the first time leading to the next became a natural progression. Feng Feng had initially been very resistant to bringing men home, but she eventually grew accustomed to Shen Su visiting her every week.
Sometimes he would stay the night, and sometimes he would leave after they were done.
Regardless of whether he stayed or left, at least it was more convenient for her, as she didn't have to drive home with an aching body after being intimate.
Feng Feng's attitude towards Shen Su remained the same. When they were in bed, she was more enthusiastic than anyone, but outside of that, she was very reserved.
Because of Lin Mei and Xing Zheng's relationship, they had frequent contact over the past year. When they met Lin Mei's parents previously, they were even mistaken for a couple.
At that time, Feng Feng didn't clarify the misunderstanding with the elders, which led Shen Su to believe that his position in her heart was gradually changing.
People get used to the presence of others, especially when that person can bring them extraordinary pleasure.
In the second year of Shen Su and Feng Feng's relationship, Xing Zheng returned to New York for treatment. During his free time, Shen Su would fly to New York to visit him.
On this trip back, he ran into his ex-girlfriend, Qin Siruan.
Qin Siruan studied art and was also from Nanjiang. She was a photographer, and coincidentally, they were staying at the same hotel in New York this time.
Shen Su had liked Qin Siruan in the past. If a perfect score was a hundred, he would have given Qin Siruan a seventy or eighty. Qin Siruan was beautiful, charming, and knew how to handle men. In today's popular terms, she had a "pure and alluring" style.
Shen Su had been the one to break up with her back then. Qin Siruan had pestered him for a while, and seeing that he wouldn't change his mind, she stopped contacting him.
Meeting again after several years, Shen Su realized that Qin Siruan had become even more beautiful than before.
They met less than a meter apart, and it would have been rude not to greet each other. Shen Su didn't want to make an enemy of her, so he took the initiative to say, "Long time no see."
Qin Siruan looked at him with a complex expression, as if she were contemplating something, but in the end, she also said, "Long time no see." Shen Su made small talk, "Are you in New York for work?"
Qin Siruan replied, "Yes," and "I'm here to shoot. What about you?"
Shen Su said, "Just here to handle some work."
Qin Siruan hesitated for a moment and then asked him, "Shall we have dinner together?"
Shen Su didn't want to refuse Qin Siruan, and for convenience, they ate at the hotel restaurant.
Facing Qin Siruan, Shen Su didn't feel the awkwardness or restraint of meeting an ex-girlfriend. Instead, Qin Siruan seemed less composed.
As the saying goes, whoever can't let go will be the one to feel awkward.
During dinner, Shen Su surprisingly received a WeChat message from Feng Feng.
But Feng Feng wasn't asking about him. "How is Xing Zheng?"
Shen Su looked at the message and smiled.
It was only when he came to New York to visit Xing Zheng that Feng Feng would proactively ask a question or two. Her intention wasn't really to care about Xing Zheng, but rather for Lin Mei.
Qin Siruan saw Shen Su smiling at his phone and seemed to read a hint of doting in his eyes.
It was the kind of look people in love had. But she hadn't heard of Shen Su having a girlfriend...
After Shen Su replied to Feng Feng's message, she didn't engage in further conversation. Shen Su was used to it and didn't bother her anymore.
When Shen Su put his phone down, Qin Siruan asked, "Are you busy with something?"
"No, just replied to a message," Shen Su said, making small talk with Qin Siruan. "How has work been for you these past few years?"
"It's been good," Qin Siruan asked him in return, "What about you, do you have a girlfriend?"
"No," Shen Su shook his head.
A flicker of light appeared in Qin Siruan's eyes. She poured herself a glass of wine and drank it without a word.
Qin Siruan couldn't hold her liquor well. By the end of the meal, she was tipsy and her steps were unsteady.
Shen Su had dated her before and knew her tolerance for alcohol.
Seeing her so drunk, Shen Su couldn't possibly let her go back alone.
After a moment's thought, he helped her into the elevator.
Once inside the elevator, Qin Siruan hugged him and said in a muddled voice, "I miss you so much..."