Chapter 48

Shuangyun put her phone in her pocket and got up to walk toward the apartment.
The elevator had mirrors on all four sides. Shuangyun was scared by the smile on her own face.
So... happy? Because she was waiting for Cheng Lang's reply?
What time was it there? Should be daytime.
He must be very confused when he receives it? Well, there's nothing to be done about that.
Back at the apartment, her phone received a message the next second.
Shuangyun opened it.
Cheng Lang: "Sent to the wrong person?"
Shuangyun laughed, hugging her phone and lying on the sofa.
Her fingers quickly tapped the screen: "Oops, sorry."
The chat went silent.
Shuangyun sent again: "Can't unsend after two minutes. It's yours now."
Cheng Lang: "Thanks, very beautiful."
Shuangyun couldn't take it anymore. She laughed so hard her body trembled.
She could almost imagine Cheng Lang's expression—definitely expressionless with a trace of resentment, but always honest without flowery words, still had to compliment her: "Very beautiful."
Shuangyun: "What are you doing?"
Cheng Lang: "Preparing next week's class content. Are you still at the bar?"
Shuangyun immediately raised her phone and took a selfie of herself lying on the sofa.
Cheng Lang: "Very beautiful."
Shuangyun laughed again.
Shuangyun: "Let me see you."
Shuangyun had originally thought Cheng Lang would also send a photo, but didn't expect Cheng Lang to directly call with video.
Shuangyun wasn't afraid. She clicked accept.
It was very bright there. The phone showed Cheng Lang's upper body. His hair seemed a bit longer. A pair of eyes quietly looked at Shuangyun. The background showed a corner of a bed. Should be at home.
No one spoke on the call. Was it because they were looking too intently?
Shuangyun also stayed quiet, waiting for Cheng Lang's next move.
But the next second, Cheng Lang leaned his phone against the table. He took off his glasses and seemingly casually wiped them with a tissue. His gaze lowered, as if carefully looking at something. Put his glasses back on, and his index finger casually touched his nose bridge.
Cheng Lang's gaze returned to Shuangyun's face.
Shuangyun became Pavlov's dog at this moment. Her body reacted.
When he'd gone down on her before, he would always take off his glasses first. The nose bridge he'd touched was very high, its presence never low.
Shuangyun's breathing only went out, not in.
Cheng Lang quietly watched her again. He still looked normal, but also didn't speak.
There was no way... Shuangyun couldn't deny...
Seeing Cheng Lang again, she still really wanted to sleep with him... really missed his... everything...
A pair of big eyes then blinked in front of the camera. Shuangyun asked: "If I go to New York to travel, can I still sleep with you?"
Although shameless, asking wasn't a problem, right? Shuangyun thought.
On the phone screen, Cheng Lang's lips pursed. His expression wasn't very enthusiastic.
Shuangyun thought, she'd offended an honest person.
But the next second, her voice and Cheng Lang's reply sounded together.
—Shuangyun: "Never mind, forget I said that."
—Cheng Lang: "What date is the flight?"