Deep Fog Kiss

Under the streetlights, the two figures, closely pressed together, were stretched out long.

Yin Ming didn't look this way; he walked to the back of the car and turned his back.

Jiang Li nestled close to the man's chest, tilting her head back to speak. Her warm, sweet breath, mixed with the smell of alcohol, sprayed onto the man's cheek. She grabbed the man's trench coat collar with one hand, stood on tiptoe, and leaned close to him.

"It's just too cold."

Like the moon hanging in the night, beautiful yet eerily cold.

She gently tapped the man's cheek with her fingertip. "I've been back for so long, and I haven't seen you smile much."

Her eyes lowered innocently, and her lips pouted slightly as if in dissatisfaction. "You used to look so beautiful when you smiled. Why don't you smile anymore?"

Gu Zhishen gently held her restless hand, looked down at her, and his gaze gradually softened.

The girl's long eyelashes fluttered gently, like two small brushes lightly brushing across his heart.

Her fair and delicate face was flushed with an unnatural blush, clearly from drinking quite a bit. Her cherry-red lips were glistening and moist, and when she pouted slightly, it looked like she was being coquettish.

His dark gaze moved upwards and landed on her eyes, only then realizing that the girl's gaze was fixed on his lips.

His breath caught in his throat, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily for a moment.

He had seen that longing look in his eyes many times.

In the past few years, she often made no attempt to conceal her desires, staring at him nakedly.

The girl's fingertips gently touched his lips again, a barely perceptible sensation.

"Well... sometimes my words can be a little sharp," she smiled sweetly, a bright smile, "but they're sweet when I kiss you."

She suddenly tiptoed closer, her nose touching the man's.

She gently rubbed her nose, her dimples blooming. "Let me taste it, see if it's sweet."

Gu Zhishen's grip on her hand tightened suddenly, and his arm around her waist froze unexpectedly.

Her eyes were so bright they seemed to be about to burst with tears, and Gu Zhishen's breathing became heavy, yet he managed to control himself.

"Jiang Li," he said, his voice unusually hoarse, "you've had too much to drink."

Jiang Li seemed not to hear him and moved forward on her own, while the man stepped back slightly.

She frowned unhappily. "Hurry up, let me taste if it's sweet."

"Give me a kiss."

Gu Zhishen's restraint nearly snapped at her coquettish whining. Just as the girl grabbed his collar and leaned in for his lips again, a desperate cry suddenly echoed in his mind—"I disgust you! Every touch with you disgusts me!"

He held his breath, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her away.

"Jiang Li," he sighed softly, "you're drunk. When you sober up, you'll regret it."

Jiang Li stared at him blankly, looking extremely aggrieved.

After a long while, she lowered her head, looking like she was about to cry.

She gripped Gu Zhishen's trench coat collar with both hands, pressing her forehead against his chest. "Gu Zhishen, I've realized you've protected me too well before."

She said in a muffled voice, "There are too many ugly faces in this world."

After her father passed away, she saw countless hypocritical, ugly, and disgusting faces.

It wasn't until she was by Gu Zhishen's side that her world seemed to become clean.

Gu Zhishen was like a giant net, helping her filter out those with ill intentions, leaving only those who greeted her with smiles and politeness.

It was because he was there during those years that she almost forgot that the world is a mix of good and bad people, and there are plenty of ill-intentioned people everywhere.

And she is never short of hypocritical people around her.

Jiang Li became increasingly upset as she thought about it. She grabbed Gu Zhishen's collar, lowered her head, and tears streamed down her face.

"Why does everyone bully me?"

"Why..." she choked back tears, "You're so good to me, yet you still bully me..."

She sobbed, her thin shoulders trembling.

Gu Zhishen's throat was dry, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "When did I bully you?"

"You bullied me, you made me sad...you made me so sad!"

She looked up, tears sliding down her cheeks, her long eyelashes soaked with tears, and the tip of her nose glistening with the tears.

"How about you give me a kiss?" She tilted her head back, pouting slightly, "to make it up to me."

Gu Zhishen took a deep breath and gently wiped away her tears. "Stop making a fuss, let's go home."

He swept her up in his arms and strode toward the car.

......

The pure black Hongqi car drove at a steady speed on the wide road, and the city night view outside the car window gradually receded into the distance.

The scene is dazzling with lights, and rows of brightly lit high-rise buildings stand quietly, bustling but not noisy.

Jiang Li leaned softly against the man's strong chest, and through the thin fabric of his shirt, she could clearly feel his heartbeat and warmth.

She was wearing a large black suit jacket, and the scent of cool wood was pleasant.

The temperature inside the carriage was turned up a few degrees.

The man's strong arms encircled her lower back, his fingertips lightly gliding over her soft, smooth skin.

Jiang Li felt dizzy and, like a restless kitten, kept snuggling into the man's arms.

Her soft hair brushed against the man's chin, and he could smell the fragrance of her hair as he looked down.

Gu Zhishen raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It hurts..." Jiang Li leaned against his chest, her voice filled with grievance.

"Serves you right." The man glanced at her, his voice gentle. "You've become an alcoholic after going abroad."

Jiang Li hugged his lean waist tightly, looked up, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, and said, "They say drinking can help you forget a lot of bad things..."

She blinked innocently, looking a little aggrieved, "But when I was studying abroad, I drank so much... I still thought of you every day."

Gu Zhishen's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he tightened his grip on her lower back a little.

He asked, "Why do you miss me?"

Looking up from Jiang Li's angle, the man was incredibly handsome, with perfectly shaped features, every part of him exuding sexiness.

She stared intently at his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and two seconds later, she kissed him.

The man stiffened, his Adam's apple bobbing restrainedly. "Jiang Li."

His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with helplessness.

Jiang Li's lips landed on his Adam's apple, her long eyelashes brushing against the sensitive skin of his neck.

Like a child who has successfully stolen candy, the corners of his lips curved into a beautiful arc.

Why do I think about you? Of course, it's because I like you.

She placed her hands on the man's chest, parted her lips, and looked up, her eyes sparkling.

She stared at the man's sexy, soft lips. "Gu Zhishen, shall we kiss?"

Yin Ming wasn't bold enough to look back through the rearview mirror, but just hearing the girl's soft voice in the back seat, he immediately pressed the back panel.

The air in the back seat seemed to get even hotter, making the girl's already rosy skin even redder.

Her eyes were shimmering and bright, reflecting the man's handsome face.

Gu Zhishen lowered his eyes to meet her gaze. "Drunk, or sober?"

Jiang Li didn't answer, but instead straddled the man's lap and kissed him without hesitation.