Fish Playing While Trapped in a Secret Room Volume 3 Chapter 33

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com

Playing Fish Trapped in Secret Room

Book 3: Glory on the Other Side

Chapter 33

She quickly went to the door and opened it.  A tall man was leaning
against the wall next to the elevator in the dark hallway.  Ai Qing was
puzzled,  “Was the light broken?”

The man in front of her didn’t answer, walked over, and stood outside
the door.

“What’s the matter with you?  Why didn’t you go back to the club?  Is
anything wrong?”  Ai Qing felt his behaviour unusual.  But she
understood immediately after the questions left her mouth.  He was with
K&K and must’ve been one of the first to know that Su Cheng had
resigned as their manager.  So he must know that Su Cheng had taken
Solo’s daughter away…… “Wu Bai?”  Ai Qing stood under the moonlight
in the hallway and asked in a quiet voice,  “Is it because of me?”

The door was opened, but it felt as if they were standing on different
worlds despite the fact that there was no barrier between them.

Ai Qing didn’t know how deep his friends.h.i.+p with Solo was and how
much he knew about her past. The two men were friends but both had
relations.h.i.+ps with the same girl.  It would be difficult for him not to care
about it.  She had basically decided before that she shouldn’t look for a
boyfriend from this circle again.  But ever since then…... she had gradually
lost interest in having a boyfriend, she hadn’t taken it into consideration
before all this had happened.

So…...did you really mind it very much?  Wu Bai.

She didn’t hear his response and lightly sighed.  “Maybe, we should talk?  
Perhaps…...we can talk tomorrow.”

Let’s table it for now, go back to our homes and listen to some music,
drink a cup of coffee, and play a game.

We would be more relaxed tomorrow.

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted.

He slammed the door.

In the dim light from the study, he held her tightly and walked into the
living room.  He lowered his head to look at her lips.  His lower jaw rubbed
against her cheek and searched for her lips little by little.  Ai Qing couldn’t
see the man’s face clearly and her lips were soon silently covered by his.  
The forceful kiss made it difficult for her to breath, physically and mentally.

She didn’t like this at all.

Now wasn’t the time for this……

Ai Qing attempted to push him away, but she was pushed back step by
step until she fell onto the sofa.

How does one stop an adult’s desire for intimacy in a narrow s.p.a.ce in the
middle of the night?  Absolutely impossible.  Ai Qing tried to push away
his arms in vain. He was like a kid who wanted to prove that he owned
an object and doing everything he could to be closer to her.

He was uncontrollable and insatiable.

He grew scared when he saw Su Cheng submit her resignation letter to
the club and when he arrived here, he saw Solo downstairs about to leave,
he felt that she would be leaving him, too.  He wanted to let her go, but
his desire to keep holding onto her tightly won out.

……

The TV in the living room was still broadcasting a singing compet.i.tion.  
The judges were sizing up the compet.i.tion and hyping up the audience.

Amid the noise from the TV, her brain was a mess.  Tangled in each other,
he reached his hand behind her and touched the clasp of her bra.  His
brain was buzzing, but when he pulled his hand back to her chest and
accidentally held her……

He was short of breath and his heart began trembling.

Ai Qing calmed down.  “Is this just what you want?”

Tears began to stream down her face.

He woke up as if from a dream.  He looked at her face in the light from the
TV.  He felt his blood freeze.

Ai Qing bit her lips, managing not to cry out loud. She reached down to
untie his pants.  In a complete panic, but unable to explain with words, he
held her hands down.  He was in such emotional turmoil that his eyes had
already turned red.

But it was so dark, he couldn’t see anything at all.

Until Ai Qing forcefully pushed him away and dashed into the bedroom.

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com