radicalducati Chapter 90 What are you lying about?
Chapter 90 What are you lying about?
Lin Shuyao didn't take the main road, but deliberately took a less crowded side road to the factory gate, mainly because her outfit made her stand out too much among the crowd of people in navy blue work clothes.
She wasn't afraid of being watched, but everyone's gaze was too intense.
Even on this short stretch of road, the way from the dormitory building to the small path, every guy who passed by would stare at her for a few moments, his mouth slightly agape and his eyes glued to her.
She was just wearing a cheongsam, wasn't she? Many women wear cheongsams these days, especially at dances, so her outfit wasn't anything special.
What she didn't know was that people weren't just looking at her in a cheongsam, but also at her incredibly alluring figure.
Her upper and lower body proportions are perfect, with a slim waist and long legs. Despite her slender figure, her chest is full and her back is very perky. The most amazing thing is her waist-to-hip ratio: a slim waist and round hips. Her hips are not sagging at all and are as full as a peach.
Not to mention her exposed skin, which was snow-white and shiny. When she wore the high-necked cheongsam, a section of her swan neck was also exposed. It was snow-white and slender. With her small head and face and beautiful features, she looked pure and beautiful. You couldn't take your eyes off her once you saw her. You just wanted to stare at her.
That is a natural appreciation of beautiful things.
Cheng Zheng was originally at the factory gate, leaning slightly against the wall with one hand in his pocket, looking casually downcast from time to time. But the moment he saw Lin Shuyao come out, his gaze fell on her face and body. He straightened up immediately, his eyes deepened, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
When Lin Shuyao saw him wearing a suit, with his broad shoulders, long legs, and tall, handsome appearance, her eyes lit up, her lips curled up, and she walked towards him with light steps.
Like a lively little deer, she innocently and adorably hopped into his world.
Cheng Zheng could clearly hear the powerful thumping of his heart against his chest.
The whole world was blurred, all the scenery became a background of snowflakes, only she was clear.
"Am I late?"
Lin Shuyao stood in front of him with a smile, glanced at her watch, and then looked up at him.
Cheng Zheng's cold face softened slightly: "We're not late, let's go."
Lin Shuyao looked around. He wasn't driving. She was wearing high heels, and if it was too far, her feet would get tired.
"How are we going to get there? On foot?"
She asked tactfully, then shifted her foot slightly.
Cheng Zheng noticed that she was wearing high heels. He had originally wanted to take this opportunity to walk with her, but now that her shoes were inconvenient and her feet were delicate, he was afraid that he would rub her feet raw.
"Go ride your bike, wait a moment, I'll push it over."
Cheng Zheng walked towards the carport next to him.
Lin Shuyao stood there waiting for him. After a while, he pushed the bike over, and Lin Shuyao consciously went around to the back seat.
Cheng Zheng suddenly spoke up: "Sit in the front."
Her outfit today was so eye-catching; sitting in the back seat, I wonder how many people were staring at her.
I sat in front of him, nestled in his lap, where no one could see me.
Lin Shuyao glanced at the horizontal bar in front of her. How was she supposed to sit on it? There was only one horizontal bar; it would definitely hurt her butt. She frowned slightly.
Cheng Zheng immediately took off his coat, folded it several times, and placed it under the crossbar for her. He braced his legs against the bike and looked at her, asking, "Is this okay?"
Lin Shuyao gave a soft "hmm" and sat sideways on the front bar of the bicycle.
"Hold on tight, we're off."
Cheng Zheng pushed off with his long legs, and the car slid far away in an instant. He held the handlebars with both hands, and his broad chest enveloped her completely, as if he were holding her in his arms.
Sometimes, when the road bumps, her face will bump into his chest, and her whole body will lean towards him.
"Hold on tight." His deep voice sounded above her head.
"How can I help you up? There's nowhere to hold onto," Lin Shuyao complained sweetly.
"Hmm...you can hold me up..."
"Oh." Lin Shuyao reached out her small hand and grabbed his waist. He had no excess fat on his waist, and his shirt tightly wrapped his lean waist. She couldn't hold the clothes, so she could only put her hand on his waist, very reservedly.
Cheng Zheng felt an intense tingling sensation in his waist, which extended to his lower abdomen.
As a result, they couldn't avoid the bumpy road ahead, and the car jolted twice. Lin Shuyao no longer cared about being reserved and held on, and was so frightened that she immediately hugged his waist, pressing her whole face against his chest.
His warm body heat traveled through the fabric to her face, making her cheeks flush.
I could still hear his heart pounding every now and then, strong and clear, which made me feel great.
Holding him was definitely safer than holding him, and his arms were warm. Lin Shuyao's body was already cold, so she didn't want to let go after holding him for a while. She pressed her whole body against him and snuggled into his arms.
Cheng Zheng's body was taut, as stable as a mountain, letting her hold him like that, and occasionally speaking to him above her head.
"Go into the restaurant first, and pay attention to the Soviets carrying suitcases. Sit at the table next to them and listen to what they're saying, especially about engines. I suspect the Soviet experts still have reservations about the technical assistance we're providing."
Lin Shuyao suddenly realized, and wondered why she had suddenly been taken to a restaurant. "So we're here to be spies today!"
"You shouldn't say things like that."
"Okay," Lin Shuyao puffed out her cheeks, then asked curiously, "What about you? Aren't you going in?"
"I'll go, but I'll show up later and pretend we're a couple on a blind date." When he mentioned "couple," the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up, but unfortunately she couldn't see it.
"Okay, I understand." Lin Shuyao poked her head out from his arms, like a cat, her eyes sparkling, and assured him.
Cheng Zheng lowered his gaze and met her large, watery eyes. With her red lips and white teeth, she was stunningly beautiful. His heart skipped a beat, and he stared at her with his dark eyes. She didn't look away, but blinked at him. The moment their eyes met, time seemed to stand still, as if a silent current was passing between their gazes.
Two seconds later, time resumed its flow.
They both snapped out of their daze at the same time. Lin Shuyao lowered her eyes and shrank back to press her head against his chest.
Cheng Zheng looked up at the direction in front of him. The surrounding scenery swept past his eyes, but nothing lingered in his mind. The skin behind his ears felt faintly hot and flushed.
The two remained silent for a few seconds, understanding each other perfectly.
To ease the tension, Lin Shuyao suddenly spoke up: "Don't worry, I'm a professional at acting. I guarantee I'll complete the mission today."
Cheng Zheng turned the dragon head, a slight smirk playing on his lips, his tone somewhat mocking: "You're very good at lying."
Lin Shuyao's eyes flickered guiltily, but luckily Cheng Zheng couldn't see them from that angle. She said coquettishly, "So, did I manage to fool you?"
Cheng Zheng hummed in agreement.
Huh? Lin Shuyao's eyes widened: "What did I lie to you about?"
His heart. Cheng Zheng pursed his lips, silently answering in his heart.
Seeing that he didn't speak, and nestled in his arms without being able to see his expression, Lin Shuyao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had noticed something? Or was he bluffing her?