Ai Jing woke up early in the morning, the sunlight captures her countenance. She blinked her eyes twice and looked at the windowpane, though it was transparent the buildings can be seen far away.
'What a nice morning! '
'When did I renovate my condo?'
As Ai Jing looked around, she realize that her room was different from where she is at the moment.
'Im doomed. where I am? '
'Am I in Gu Feng' s room? or Mr. Fang? '
'Ohhh noo, where I am? '
Ai Jing repeatedly asked herself. She pinched and slap her face as she though it was only a bad dream that she was at the strangers room. Ai Jing had no idea nor recollection of what happened last night.
'Come on, what the hell is going on?'
" Oh No! Am I kidnapped? " Ai Jing spoke with her pity face.
Her eyes was looking unaware. And her messy hair and pale face made a strong shock at the time she looked at the mirror. She crazily think nonsense things.
"Oh no, Why I am so slattern like this? " Ai Jing comb her hair by her fingers while asking herself at the mirror.
"Did the kidnapper torture me like—? " She tried to add her words when there was a sudden noise coming to the room.
The footsteps can be heard inside the room. Ai Jing hurriedly walked near the door. Her pale face doubled with her trembling heart and shaking hands. She was nervous though her mind was overthinking.
'Buddha! Help! Am I going to die this day? '
She is sweating and her body was wet because of perspiration. Ai Jing wanted to cry but no tears to shed. Her hands were shaking as she listen to the sound of its footsteps as it comes nearer and nearer.
'If this would be my last, I don't want to die ugly.'
Ai Jing fix herself. She bit her lips and slap her face so that it would turn red. Now, her countenance was back in beauty like Belle. Her messy hair lately was not fixed and her place face turns pinkish. Ai Jing became dashing at the time.
And that was exactly the footsteps stopped at the front of the door. She was scared and afraid at the same time that the person might kill her without hesitation.
Because of her nervousness, the time she felt that someone slowly opened the door, she closed her eyes and hid at the back of the open door. But Ai Jing was thinking that the person found her already. She had no other idea but to protect her head by criss-cross hand and shout.
" Please!!! Don't kill me. I want to live and experience the feeling of being in love." Ai Jing shouted. In her closed eyes, the curve and long eyelashes can be clearly seen. Her cheeks was blushing and lips were in similar as pink roses.
"Who' s gonna kill you? " A man's voice suddenly appeared on her ears. His masculine voice made Ai Jing think that the man was handsome. She could smell the fresh perfume and breath the smoke of a food.
Ai Jing suddenly opened her one eye. She put her hands down and opened another eye. Ai Jing was shocked when the time she can fully see the person at her front. Because of embarrassment she made frown to herself.
'God damn it Ai Jing! '
"Ahmm"
She cough little as a sign of refreshing the scene. She didn't expect that she' s at the famous celebrity' s residence.
"Im not gonna kill you. You should eat. Why are you blushing? You' re not feeling well? " Han Shou asked her in masculine tone.
His voice made her heart tremble in double. His black eyes and handsome face was bearing. His hair was black and in well-styled like the other Chinese actor Hu Yi Tian. His long nose was attractive thus its pointy.
His overall look early in the morning was more overwhelming and hot than the first time she saw at the plane. And the way he care, was more different from being celebrity that can only be seen in television and phone. He was totally an ideal.
"Yo, are you listening? " Han shou added.
Ai Jing however was staring to him closely can't take away her eyes to Han Shou.
"Ah, yuh. I mean Im okay. Thank you." Ai Jing replied with confusion. She was just awaken from her deep imaging while staring to Han Shou.
'Another embarrassing moment!!!!!!!'
Ai Jing muttered.
"You sure? " Han Shou added with a few words. He was standing at her front as if she's being scolded. Though it was because Han Shou is taller than Ai Jing. His bearing looks made her more driven crazy.
Ai Jing had deep admiration to the young man since the day she knew Han Shou saved her. When the time she recovered, Ai Jing asked the doctor who was the person behind of saving her, the doctor admitted that they were told not to tell who he is but because Ai Jing insisted to spill the beans.
Ai Jing nodded and take away her eyes from staring to Han Shou. She walked to the bed and sat.
"Anyway, how did you bring me here? " Ai Jing asked Han Shou seriously while holding the cup of tea.
"Finish your breakfast first. I might tell you later. " Han Shou sarcastically replied and walked away.
"Eh, Han Shou." She tried to add her words but Han Shou already left the room.
'Silly man! '
'How about to eat these yummy foods? '
Yet Ai Jing was starving, she started to eat the bunch of bread that Han Shou prepared for her. The tea was in good taste and she likes it a lot.
When she finished eating her breakfast, her stomach was full. She ate everything in the plate and drank the cup of tea. Ai Jing had no idea what to do next, but she decided to return the plate and the cup at the kitchen.
There, she saw Han Shou sitting at the large sofa watching the news headlines. His house was bigger than you could expect even it was only a condominium. It was full of expensive things. The antique mat had made his house as cool as him. The kitchen was not messy thus, it was well-organized. Tables and chairs furnitures was glimmering in brown and gray.
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Author' s Side Note:
Suppeeerrrr satisfying! chariz, lmao. This made me motivate to write more. I can feel the essence of love despite of my coldness and phobia of being in love. Hahahaha. Just dont mind my grammars but enjoy as long as you understood lol. Thank you readers. Keep safe!❤
Mahdie Moore
Please do understand me. I have no editor this time as being a first timer. And I found novel writing really hard especially when u have no precise word. Added to that, English isn't my first language. I jave tried my very best.
Thank you for reading loves!