Kyoto Night Kiss

As the party ended, Qu Yun finally heard the announcement playing in the amusement park, saying that the road out was closed due to the risk of landslides at night.

Fortunately, there is a small privately owned hotel nearby, which is just a short walk away without needing to drive.

When the three of them arrived, there were only two rooms left in the hotel.

Lu Junhe took out his card and said he wanted both rooms.

A welcoming voice sounded from the automatic glass door.

The middle-aged man who walked in frowned and asked, "Why do you all sleep in separate rooms?"

"Are you trying to force people to sleep on the streets?"

Lu Junhe didn't turn around, but the receptionist didn't take the card he held out in mid-air.

He lowered his voice and said, "I was here first, wasn't I? Doesn't business operate on a first-come, first-served basis?"

Qu Yun placed her hands on Lu Jinxing's shoulders, turned her head, and saw the man's wife struggling to hold their sleeping child.

She said, "We'll just take one room, thank you."

Lu Junhe pursed his lips slightly.

The room wasn't spacious, but it was fairly clean and tidy. The only furniture inside was a bed, a sofa, and a television.

Qu Yun took a bath first, and then Lu Junhe helped Lu Jinxing take a bath.

The mother and son were comfortably leaning back on the sofa when the little guy said he wanted to watch the zombie movie he hadn't finished watching in the car.

Qu Yun didn't know who he took after.

She never watches scary things.

It seems like Lu Junhe only watches financial news on TV.

But she didn't refuse, and even turned off all the lights in the room under Lu Jinxing's pitiful gaze.

Only the bathroom light behind the frosted door was still on, and the sound of running water could be heard.

Lu Junhe took off his shirt and caught a glimpse of a woman's underwear and a pair of children's shorts casually placed on the washstand.

Without hesitation, he turned on the tap, rubbed the items under the running water, washed them clean, hung them on a rack to dry, and then began to take a shower.

The living room remained quiet.

Before he opened the door, Lu Junhe thought the two people, one big and one small, were asleep. But when he saw Qu Yun sitting on the sofa with her body tense and her knees drawn up to her chest, he couldn't help but smile.

A mischievous glint also stirred in my heart.

Lu Junhe tiptoed out of the bathroom, grabbed a blanket, went around behind the sofa, and just as the zombie on TV was about to open its eyes, he covered Qu Yun's head with the blanket.

"Aaaaaah!"

Suddenly, everything went black before Qu Yun's eyes, and she screamed in fright.

She hurriedly pulled the blanket off her head, knowing that Lu Junhe was behind it, so she turned her head away fiercely.

The man had anticipated this and moved closer to her cheek.

So she turned her head, and her lips brushed against his face.

Lu Junhe laughed.

"Hahaha!" Lu Jinxing's attention was drawn, and he laughed along with her.

Qu Yunqi puffed out her cheeks and tickled Lu Jinxing, pretending to be angry as she said, "You little rascal, even you're making fun of me!"

The gloomy atmosphere in the room dissipated considerably.

The sofa was U-shaped. Qu Yun and Lu Jinxing sat close together, facing the TV screen, while Lu Junhe casually leaned against the sofa to the side.

He threw the blanket that had slipped to the ground, which landed right on Qu Yun. Qu Yun then used a little of it to cover Lu Jinxing's lower abdomen.

The movie is currently at its most exciting part.

Qu Yun had been walking all day, and her legs were very sore. After relaxing, she subconsciously stretched her legs forward gently.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands appeared on her calves, which were covered by the blanket.

Qu Yun looked up and met the staring gaze of the owner of those hands, and immediately tried to pull her legs back.

But Lu Junhe put her slightly cold feet into his arms and then slowly massaged her calves.

The pressure was just right, giving a tingling, numb sensation.

Qu Yun curled her fingertips, but thankfully the blanket covered her so Lu Jinxing couldn't see her.

The dim light of the movie cast the shadows of two adults and one child on the sofa, creating a quiet and tender atmosphere, with a subtle and lingering warmth spreading outwards.

Until a steady, long breath was heard.

Lu Jinxing had played all day and was so tired that he slept soundly.

Lu Junhe got up and carried the child to the bed.

Qu Yun pulled her leg back and saw clear finger marks on her skin. She almost fell over because of her limp legs when she stood up.

I really have no idea what this man is trying to do!

Hearing Lu Junhe sit back down on the sofa, Qu Yun didn't even look up. She said softly, "I'm going to sleep too. You can sleep on this sofa tonight."

The man did not respond to her.

Just as Qu Yun was about to leave, Lu Junhe moved a little closer to her, his well-defined fingers hooking around her waist from behind, the pads of his fingers accidentally brushing against her skin.

Qu Yun trembled all over, feeling a faint, hot electric current surge through her.

"What are you doing?" Qu Yun's brows furrowed with anger as she hissed, "Booking only one room isn't an excuse for you to do whatever you want."

"Lu Junhe, try touching me tonight."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man's warm lips landed on her thigh, as lightly as a feather.

Qu Yun almost lost her breath. She scratched the messy hair on the top of her head, afraid of waking the child, and could only suppress her anger and yell, "Are you sick?"

Upon hearing this, the man raised his head slightly, and a hint of submission appeared in his dark, deep eyes.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Qu Yun, after today, are you confident that the three of us can continue to live this happy life?"

"Let's not separate anymore, let's watch our son grow up together, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Qu Yun's previously flustered gaze instantly turned cold, as if doused with ice water, and even her breath caught in her throat.

She lowered her head, her gaze cold: "Don't you find it ridiculous to say these things now?"

Qu Yun shrank back, trying to deliberately create some distance.

Perhaps finding it too absurd, her voice involuntarily trembled: "Mr. Lu, your future is bright, and your wedding is approaching. Why are you being so hypocritical with me?"

"What is it about me that you can't have, that you can't forget?"

Everything that could be done, and everything that couldn't be done, has been done.

They even had a live child.

Does she have to have her heart ripped out and stop beating before she'll be let go?

The little one, who was already asleep on the bed, suddenly became a little restless and let out a soft whimper.

Qu Yun's body stiffened.

Before she could get really angry, Lu Junhe took the initiative to release his grip on her.

But his gaze did not leave.

He said in a low voice, "Qu Yun, what if I said that the marriage with the Tang family was not something I did willingly?"

Tell me, will you still hate me that much?