Chapter 194: 105. The unguarded morning is the easiest to stir emotions (2nd update, part 1)
An Cheng naturally did not understand why Tang Yanxi was so worried that Xiang Yuan was the defense lawyer for Mark’s case, but since he was worried, she decided to confirm that worry for him.
"Congratulations, you got it right."
"What a joke!" Tang Yanxi frowned, hurriedly grabbing his phone and walking out the door to call his troublemaking young master at home.
Tang Yanxi didn’t know his younger brother had arranged a game of swapping rooms to sleep in tonight and had turned off his phone early. No matter how much Tang Yanxi tried, he couldn’t get through on the phone, which made him even more anxious.
What a joke, if this case is indeed led by his younger brother, and Xiang Yuan is the defense lawyer, wouldn’t it mean they have to confront each other in court?
If it were purely for business, that would be fine; the worry is that it might involve Shi Nian... Otherwise, how would the elders of both families face each other, it would be too much trouble.
Especially since An Cheng is the prosecutor...
How did it all get tangled up together!
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Although Shi Nian slept well, she dared not sleep too deeply. At the moment when the morning light barely penetrated the darkness, she wanted to force herself to wake up.
She needed to return to the room in advance and switch back with Tang Yanqing.
But the dream was too beautiful, and she couldn’t completely wake up for a moment. She dreamed again of that person in the darkness. Dreamed that—he suddenly leaned forward to kiss her.
His lips pressed against hers so unexpectedly, cool and silky. With a faint scent of mint, and a slight hint of tobacco, dry and mellow, it reminded her of vast summer afternoon fields.
Yet she was still startled.
Before this, she had never had any contact with boys, let alone a boy locked away in darkness, never seen before?
She instinctively dodged, forgetting to protect herself, and hit the back of her head directly against the wall behind.
Expecting a painful crash, possibly even a concussion, she was surprised when, in the darkness, his hand was placed between her head and the wall before hers... Though she was startled and yelped, in fact nothing happened.
Her moment of hesitation, however, gave him more of an opportunity. He had lightly pressed his lips initially, and now he followed through, more firmly covering her lips...
At that moment, her back was pressed against the wall, there was no retreat, she could only endure his increasingly firm and practiced kiss.
At that time, she felt a slight bit of relief, relieved they were both trapped in darkness, unable to see each other’s eyes at that moment. Further, using the darkness to hide her reaction, not letting him see the quiet, small smile that spread across her face.
She thought she must have been crazy, liking the kiss of this stranger in the dark.
Softly sighing, Shi Nian tried hard to wake up. She couldn’t indulge in the dream any longer; there were more urgent matters in reality.
Forcing her eyes open—
The first thing that came into view was a pair of clear spring-like eyes, gazing at her with a half-smile.
And his lips, just like in her dream, pressed against hers!
"Oh my god!" Shi Nian gasped in a low voice, but fortunately, the sound was swallowed by his lips.
She hurriedly turned over, only to find out that her body was also locked within his arms!
Quickly sitting up, she awkwardly hugged herself.
Blame it on her still wearing his clothes, his breath surrounded her nostrils, so when he appeared beside her, wrapping her in his arms, her nose was "bribed" by his breath.
How could she let him see her disheveled morning appearance? Shi Nian quickly covered her face with her hand, quietly asking, "When did you come back? Did she find out? Is she awake yet? I’m going back now..."
She hadn’t finished speaking when her hand was already pulled down.
She thought his lips were going to come again, nervously pursed her lips tightly.
She hadn’t brushed her teeth yet, that was really not okay.
His dark eyes looked at her with a smile, yet understanding her embarrassment, he temporarily gave up on her lips and instead pressed his lips to her palm.
Oh my God...
Just like the man in her dream, his lips rubbing in her palm, silky and slightly cool. Moving intricately along her palm lines, a piercing tickle arose instantly, penetrating her skin, traveling along her wrist, arm, all the way to her heart.
The bluish hue of dawn was most alluring, making it hardest for her to mount any defense, and she couldn’t help but softly moan.
Wanting to control but unable to, she could only close her eyes, give up resistance, letting him explore inch by inch.
It is said that palm lines determine fate, and would following each of her palm lines meticulously like this mean that from now on, he would be a part of her life, unable to erase?
He also trembled slightly, warmth radiating from his lips, no longer the previous cool silkiness, but turning into a somewhat dominating heat.
He tried to reach out, wanting to pull her into his arms.
And she also understood that if she let him succeed at this moment—then she might just melt in his arms, unable to push him away no matter what he did.
So she pleaded softly, "Professor... I must, I really must go back. The sky, it’s already light."
He panted heavily, settling into the bluish dawn light, then surging up again. Unable to hold back, he knelt up and pressed himself against her. He gently cupped her cheeks with his hands, patiently kissed away the hands she used for defense, and finally kissed her lips...
Swaying endlessly, exploring for a long time, only then did he finally release her, breathless.
His eyes seemed to burn with a black fire, yet they gazed at her deeply and damply.
"Run quickly. If you’re a step slower, I’ll eat you up."
Shi Nian was so frightened that she quickly crawled out from under his arms, stepping barefoot onto the ground. She ran to the doorstep and then remembered, rushed back, avoiding his piercing gaze, nearly devoured as she pulled down her cover-up, threw it on, found some slippers, and sneaked out.
Oh my God...
Her body, that long-lost desire, was unexpectedly awakened by him on this enchanting morning.
She quietly went inside, quickly looking for a change of underpants...
What a disaster.
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Just after changing her underpants, Spicy Girl turned over, rubbing her sleepy eyes and asked, "Hmm? Nian, why are you up so early?"
"Oh, nothing," Shi Nian quickly explained, "I just went to the bathroom and came back, about to sleep some more."
"Oh." Spicy Girl murmured and lay back down to sleep again.
Shi Nian quickly lay down as well.
It seemed that Spicy Girl had a good night’s sleep and didn’t notice Tang Yanqing.
She finally relaxed and caught up on some sleep.
In her dream, it was clearly that guy, fully dressed in a sharp police uniform, handcuffing her to the wire fence again... Only this time, he didn’t avoid her sensitive areas but directly let his fingertips delve into her...
Bastard... she quietly cursed in her dream.
Was she going to have to change her underpants again?
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Although several murder cases occurred in the Eastern Studies Department, the atmosphere on the entire campus was not affected. This might be the preciousness of young people, they are always vibrant and upward, even if there are shadows, they can pass through them quickly.
Shi Nian sighed a little, took advantage of breakfast time to buy two newspapers.
Deep Throat and Black Curtain.
She didn’t read her own article first but looked at Black Curtain instead.
Xiong Jie’s interview was quite far-reaching, but she did not understand the connection between Kangchuan University’s murder cases and the Child Wife Case. So she could only explore the theme of the article based on the current situation. Now the headline in the newspaper didn’t surprise Shi Nian: "Kangchuan University Chain Murders are Enigmatic, Suspected Emotional Entanglement between Students and Campus Police."
This angle wasn’t wrong, there indeed were emotional entanglements; moreover, this entry point would attract more readers’ attention—it’s just that the digging depth was insufficient and had a sensationalist intention.
"What are you doing?" Spicy Girl came over with her meal.
These two newspapers were publicly distributed, Shi Nian knew she couldn’t hide it, so she let her see them.
Spicy Girl first looked at Xiong Jie’s article, her complexion turned unpleasant. After all, if they probed the emotional line, her relationship with Sean might become exposed.
Spicy Girl bit down on her straw, angrily said, "This journalist, really deserves death!"
Shi Nian’s heart jumped, watching Spicy Girl switch to Deep Throat, wondering if she would say she deserved death as well.
Shi Nian’s article didn’t make subjective presumptions or extract so-called "themes," but rather objectively recorded the scene situations of several cases. This time she wanted to interpret the article in a brand-new way: just like the steps of handling a case, first writing from the crime scene, then laying out the clues one by one, releasing phased conclusions in sync with police disclosures.
As if shooting a crime-scene TV series, initiating with imagery, bringing readers into it, then forming media and reader two-way interaction, and finally deducing conclusions step by step.
This approach could fully respect the police, without prematurely revealing key details, meanwhile enhancing readers’ sense of participation and interaction, favorable for extending popularity and maintaining sustained attention.
Spicy Girl finished Deep Throat, snorted, "If there’s a chance, I’d like to meet this Hour."
Shi Nian choked on her drink, thinking can I not meet you?
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