144: Chapter 144 The Sexy and Alluring Luo Shiyun

Wang Yang nodded. "Mm. Get some rest early."

Ye Xueying bit her lip, her hand resting on the door handle, not moving.

"Brother Yang."

"Hm?"

"When... when will you be free? Let's go out and hang out again."

Wang Yang thought for a moment.

"After the New Year, I suppose. I'm about to head back to my hometown soon."

Ye Xueying froze for a moment, a trace of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

"Oh, then when are you leaving?"

Wang Yang said, "In a couple of days."

Ye Xueying lowered her head, her fingers gently rubbing against the strap of her bag.

"Then, take care on the road."

Wang Yang nodded. "Alright."

Ye Xueying looked up and glanced at him, her gaze falling on his lips for a second.

Her heart skipped a few beats, and a thought flashed through her mind.

She wanted to kiss him.

She really wanted to kiss him.

But her peripheral vision caught sight of Brother Li in the driver's seat, and that impulse was instantly suppressed.

Her face flushed, and she pushed open the car door and got out.

"Brother Yang, drive carefully on the way."

Wang Yang nodded. "Alright. Go on in."

Ye Xueying stood by the car, the wind gently blowing her hair.

She looked at him, her eyes full of reluctance to part.

"Then I'm going."

Wang Yang smiled. "Go ahead."

Ye Xueying turned around, took two steps, and then looked back at him again.

Wang Yang was still sitting in the car, watching her.

Her lips curled up, she waved, and walked quickly into the compound.

Wang Yang watched her back disappear behind the guard post before withdrawing his gaze.

Brother Li started the car and slowly drove away.

The car was quiet for a while.

Brother Li spoke up, his voice low and steady.

"Mr. Wang, I've watched Ye Xueying grow up."

Wang Yang leaned back in his seat, looking out the window.

"I know."

Brother Li gripped the steering wheel, his gaze fixed on the road ahead.

"She lost her mother when she was young, and her father is too busy with work to look after her. This girl, she looks tough, but deep down, she lacks a sense of security."

Wang Yang didn't speak.

Brother Li continued.

"She rarely gets close to anyone. Today is the first time I've seen her out to dinner alone with a man, and even going for a walk."

Wang Yang turned his head and glanced at Brother Li.

Brother Li also glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

"Mr. Wang, I don't have much ability. I just know how to drive and be a chauffeur. But if anyone bullies Ye Xueying in the future, or if you don't treat her well..."

He paused, his tone calm.

"I will come for you."

Wang Yang looked at his profile, remaining silent for a few seconds.

Then he smiled.

"Rest assured. I will treat her well."

Brother Li nodded and said nothing more.

The car continued to drive forward, and the streetlights outside the window passed by one after another.

Wang Yang leaned back in his seat, looking out the window with a smile on his lips.

...

Over an hour later, the black X5M pulled into the residential underground garage.

Wang Yang turned off the engine and took the elevator upstairs.

The elevator door opened, and the hallway was very quiet. The voice-activated lights came on, casting a dim, yellowish light on the carpet.

He walked to Luo Shiyun's door and raised his hand to knock.

Footsteps came from inside, and soon, the door opened.

Luo Shiyun stood at the doorway, wearing a black lace nightdress, thin and clinging softly to her body.

The neckline was very low, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a deep cleavage.

The hem was as short as could be, just past the base of her thighs, her legs wrapped in black silk stockings.

They had a faint sheen under the dim light.

Her hair was loose, and she wore no makeup, but her skin was fair and translucent, like a peeled egg.

Seeing Wang Yang, Luo Shiyun froze for a moment, then smiled.

"Why are you here so late?"

Wang Yang walked in and closed the door.

"I was held up by something."

Luo Shiyun turned and walked toward the living room, the hem of her nightdress swaying gently with her steps.

Wang Yang followed behind her, his gaze falling on her.

Her waist was very slim, and her buttocks were round and full, stretched tight by the nightdress, swaying as she walked.

Wang Yang swallowed hard.

Luo Shiyun walked to the sofa, sat down, and patted the spot next to her.

"Come sit."

Wang Yang walked over and sat down beside her.

Luo Shiyun leaned over and rested her face on his shoulder.

"Have you eaten?"

Wang Yang nodded. "I have."

Luo Shiyun's fingers drew circles on his chest.

"Who did you eat with?"

Wang Yang smiled. "With a friend."

Luo Shiyun looked up at him. "A woman?"

Wang Yang looked at her without speaking.

Luo Shiyun smiled and pressed her face back against his shoulder. "I knew it."

Wang Yang reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Unhappy?"

Luo Shiyun shook her head. "No."

She paused. "As long as you're happy."

Wang Yang's heart softened, and he lowered his head to kiss her on the forehead.

Luo Shiyun closed her eyes, her lips curled up.

The two just leaned against each other like that, neither speaking.

The living room was very quiet, with only the ticking of the clock on the wall.

After a while, Luo Shiyun raised her head. "Do you want to drink something?"

Wang Yang looked at her. "You want to drink?"

Luo Shiyun nodded. "I'll drink with you."

Wang Yang smiled. "Alright."

Luo Shiyun stood up, walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and bent down to get some alcohol.

The hem of her nightdress rolled up a little, revealing a segment of her fair thigh and the black lace trim.

Wang Yang's gaze fell there, and his throat moved.

Luo Shiyun took the alcohol, turned around, saw his gaze, and blushed.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Yang smiled. "Looking at you."

Luo Shiyun glared at him, walked back, and placed the alcohol on the coffee table.

The two each took a can, clinked them together, and took a sip.

Luo Shiyun leaned back on the sofa, curling up her legs, her toes brushing against Wang Yang's leg.

Wang Yang's hand rested on her leg, gently rubbing it.

Luo Shiyun's breathing became heavier, and her face turned even redder.

"Brother Yang."

"Hm?"

"Tonight... you're not leaving, right?"

Wang Yang looked at her, a smile slowly curling the corner of his lips. "I'm not leaving."

Luo Shiyun smiled and buried her face in his chest.

Wang Yang held her, his hand gently patting her back.

The night outside grew thicker, and the city lights went out one by one.

In the living room, the two leaned together, neither speaking.

Only their breathing intertwined, like two strands of silk wrapped together.

The two leaned on the sofa, the TV still on, the volume turned very low, like background noise.

Luo Shiyun leaned on Wang Yang's shoulder, her face against his chest, her fingers gently drawing circles on his chest.

Her face was flushed, whether from the heating or the alcohol, she didn't know; her eyes were watery, and her lips were rosy.

Her whole person radiated a lazy charm.

Wang Yang's hand rested on her waist, and through the thin lace nightdress, he could feel the temperature of her skin.

Her waist was very slim and soft, as if she had no bones.

His fingers gently rubbed, feeling that delicate warmth.

His fingertips gently drew circles on her waist, circle after circle, slow and leisurely, as if playing a very slow tune.

Luo Shiyun's breathing grew heavier, her body trembling slightly, and the beer can in her hand nearly slipped.