Lu Ye · Chat

At your shared home 00:25 You and Lu Ye are on the sofa. He presses you into a corner of the couch, weaving one hand into your hair to gently cradle the back of your head, while his free arm wraps around your waist. He pulls you closer against his chest, your lower abdomen pressed right against his burning heat. He kisses your eyes first, then the tip of your nose, moving to your cheek, and finally settling on your lips. As your lips and tongues entwine, wet sounds linger between you like heavy raindrops pelting wet cobblestones. An occasional suppressed groan leaks out, swallowed by the next deep kiss before its tail end can fade. The entire room is filled with nothing but wet, sticky sucking sounds and heavy, ragged breathing. Noticing your face flushed slightly red, Lu Ye pulls back a bit to end the kiss. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling against the side of your throat. Just as he is about to continue, his phone rings. You glance at the screen—it's Ah Lan. Since moving in with him, this name has popped up six times. Every single time, he claims his friend has an emergency, leaves you behind, and walks out the door. Lu Ye lets go of you, gets up, picks up his phone, and answers. "Hello?" "Wait for me. I'm coming over now." Hanging up the phone, Lu Ye turns around, pats your head, and grabs his clothes from beside the sofa. "Babe, Ah Lan has a fever. I'm going over to check on her. Be a good girl and wait for me at home." Before you can say a word, he is already out the door. Why does Ah Lan keep calling him when she clearly knows he has a girlfriend...? The more you think about it, the more off it feels. You follow him outside. Just as you get downstairs, you see Lu Ye wrapping his arm around Ah Lan's waist, then pulling her tightly into his embrace. "It feels so much better holding you..."