Fang Jun saw Xiang Lan and waved to her, but she waved back and walked away silently, not wanting to disturb them.
Hey, tonight, the flowers are in full bloom and the moon is bright.
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Chapter 50
At 6:30 PM, Xiang Yuan and Shen Chuan were utterly exhausted from losing money, but as men, they had their pride, so they stubbornly held on. Fang Jun sympathized with them; luckily, his card skills weren't good enough to be chosen, otherwise, that Fangzi would have been able to bankrupt him.
In the last round, the organizers let the three of them win big, and then halved their chips and points. Even so, the total amount was still quite substantial.
"You brat—" Xiang Yuan retorted, "Let's fight again next time."
“Okay,” Fang Zidu said. “Mahjong is quite fun.”
Everyone was unknowingly struck by an arrow, suffering internal injuries.
The meal began. The card table was put away, and a group of people sat around two round tables. Various dishes were served in a continuous stream.
Xiang Lan tugged at Fang Zidu's arm, "How are you?"
"We won."
"How many?"
He took out his phone and showed her the transfer amounts the three of them had given him. Xiang Lan's eyes widened, and her mouth gaped open. "So much money—"
"yes."
"This is a great way to make money! We've found a new way to get rich and we won't have to worry about raising our children."
Xiang Yuan slapped Xiang Lan on the head, "Look at you, so spineless."
She handed the phone back to Fang Zidu, then asked smugly, "How about it? How about it? Isn't my Zidu amazing?"
Fang Zidu said politely, "Brother, look, what I was talking about earlier—"
"Understood." Xiang Yuan stood up, stood between the two tables, clapped his hands, and everyone fell silent and looked at him. He cleared his throat and said, "It's rare to have time to get together for a meal. The main purpose is to introduce Fang Zidu—my brother-in-law—to everyone."
"Brother-in-law," Xiang Lan chuckled, admiring Xiang Yuan's expression, "He must be furious right now."
"Besides that, I also want to especially apologize to my sister, Xiang Lan, because I said inappropriate things to her, causing her sadness and distress." Xiang Yuan paused for a moment, then continued, "Watching her grow from a baby into a young woman, before she even had a chance to freely enjoy life, she was lured away by that brat—"
Fang Zi squeezed her hand, and she quickly went over, hugged Xiang Yuan, and said, "Brother, since you've been so magnanimous in accepting us, I won't hold it against you anymore. I forgive you—"
"You brat, do you think I need your forgiveness?"
"If you don't care, why do you text me every day to annoy me?" Xiang Lan said with a knowing look on her face. "I know you just want me to jump up and start a fight with you, haha, but I won't."
Hu Li came up and pulled the two apart, saying, "Alright, alright, it's good that things are out in the open. Stop getting emotional and go back to eat."
As the biggest winner of the night, Fang Zi was forcibly dragged up and made to spin around by Shen Chuan and Fang Jun to toast his brothers. Some were easygoing and only offered a token toast, while others were forced to down three drinks in a row. He might be good at calculations, but alcohol tolerance has nothing to do with intelligence. So, after a few drinks, his face turned completely red. Shen Chuan patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "If you knew you should have just competed in drinking, why did you have to gamble?"
Fang Zidu tried his best to remain composed, but Shen Chuan's emotions were too intense, and he couldn't calm down at all. When they were halfway through their drinks, Shen Chuan ignored Fang Jun's attempts to stop him and pulled Fang Zidu over, looking at him and saying, "Fang Zidu, if you dare to treat my Lanlan badly, I'll beat you to death."
"He's drunk, he's drunk," Fang Jun explained kindly, but immediately added, "You've already snatched us both away, you're really something—"
Fang Zi picked up a glass of wine, said nothing, and drank it straight down. After finishing, he said, "Xiang Lan doesn't like you guys at all. You're not even backup options. What are you trying to steal? You haven't even declared a winning hand yet."
"What does this kid mean? Huh? What does he mean? He dares to look down on us?" Shen Chuan slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying to Fang Jun, "What do you suggest we do with this arrogant young man?"
"Hehe, the only way is to get him drunk."
Xiang Lan was furious as she watched Fang Zidu sit obediently in his chair, head down and eyes closed, trying to rest. He was drunk, and her perfect plan to lose her virginity tonight was ruined. She glared at Shen Chuan and Fang Jun, who were still making a scene, and, seething with anger, forcefully pulled him up and led him to a room to sleep.
"I'll help you—" Fang Jun ran over and quickly helped him up, heading towards the Mountain Courtyard.
"Why are you all like this?" Xiang Lan said with a gloomy face. "I knew I shouldn't have come."
Fang Jun laughed, "Little sister, you have to go through this at least once in a while."
The three of them staggered to the courtyard gate, and he said, "I won't go in. You hold his hand carefully."
Xiang Lan went to pull Fang Zidu, and he immediately threw himself on her, but being rational and afraid of hurting her, he braced his legs against the door frame of the courtyard gate.
Seeing her covered in sweat, Fang Jun smiled and asked, "Lanlan, are you happy now?"
"I'm so happy." Xiang Lan quickly wrapped his hands around her waist.
“I—” Fang Jun scratched his head and said after a long while, “If you are ever sad in the future, you can come to me.”
She glanced at him and saw a slight flush on his face from the alcohol, but the bright sparkle in his eyes couldn't lie; he felt more than just friends and sisters towards her. She thought for a moment and said, "Jun-ge, I'm married."
"I know."
“You should find someone you love,” Xiang Lan said earnestly. “That feeling is amazing.”
Fang Junjun had a sad expression on his handsome face. He looked at her and said, "Lanlan, I wish you a happy marriage."
"Thanks."
Xiang Lan helped the almost unconscious Fang Zidu into the courtyard, and with difficulty, she swiped the room card to enter. Sure enough, it was the large suite she wanted. The outer room was a small living room, decorated warmly and beautifully, with fresh flowers in vases everywhere, and very romantic essential oil candles on the small table. She dragged him to the bedroom and was stunned. The large bed was covered with bright red rose petals and a very substantial bouquet of flowers.
I could hardly stick to the prescription anymore, so I threw off the covers, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
She sighed, lamenting that her plans would be delayed again. She reached out to help him take off his shoes, but found a note in the flower bushes. She picked it up and saw that it was Fang Jun's handwriting. He said, "If you feel unhappy, you still have me. I will always wait for you."
What should I do? I feel an urge to cry.
She stood by the bed looking at Fang Zidu, who was fast asleep. He was probably not feeling well, as he would occasionally reach out and touch his forehead. She smiled, touched his wrist, and the ring on her hand sparkled.
However, she already had a prescription.
Xiang Lan took off the small bag she had been carrying, removed her light jacket, placed his shoes on the shoe rack in the outer room, and then went to the bathroom to make a hot towel to wipe his face. The formula was indeed not alcohol-resistant; he'd only drunk less than ten cups of the smallest glass of baijiu, and now even his breath reeked of alcohol. After wiping his face and hands clean, she tossed aside the towel and forcefully pulled at his jacket and clothes, finally managing to get him completely naked.
What a beautiful body, but I can't enjoy it tonight.
After finishing her work at Fangzidu, she was covered in sweat. She ran out to take a shower, opened the refrigerator to get a drink of water, and found several cookie boxes tied with ribbons and freshly squeezed juice. This style was a gift from Fang Jun. She opened the box, picked out a cookie, and ate it. Sure enough, it still tasted sweet like before.
After eating and drinking her fill, she was a little tired. Seeing that it was only 8 p.m., she regretfully went to bed.
Fang Zi was awakened by thirst. He propped himself up and got up. The room was dimly lit and unfamiliar. Fortunately, Xiang Lan was there with him. There were two glasses of cold water on the bedside table. He picked one up and drank it all in one gulp, but still felt it wasn't enough. He stepped barefoot onto the carpet and went out to find something to eat.
Having drunk too much, my stomach was empty. I rummaged through the fridge and found some cookies and beef jerky, which I devoured. While drinking juice, I noticed a note on top of the small fridge. I opened it and read, "If you're unhappy, you still have me. I'll always wait for you." It was signed Fang Jun.
He coughed, tossed aside the juice bottle, and carefully examined the entire suite.
There were lots of flowers and lace, pink colors, petals covering the ground, and small candles with various scents. He squinted his eyes.
Fang Zi got up, rubbed his temples, found Xiang Lan's small bag, opened it, took out his change of clothes, and then felt something hard. He pulled it out and saw it was a blue condom package. He paused for a moment, slowly coming to his senses. He walked into the room, looked at Xiang Lan sleeping peacefully on the bed, and felt a stranger, more intense emotion surging within him than usual. He leaned over and kissed her forehead, then casually placed the condom on the bedside table.
Xiang Lan shifted her body and let out a drowsy groan. He patted her neck to comfort her and went to take a shower.
The warm water washed over my body, quickening my blood flow and completely dispelling the heaviness inflicted by the alcohol. In this tranquil night, only the occasional birdsong from the mountains, the chirping of summer insects, and the fragrance of flowers blooming silently in the stillness could be heard.
He dried his hair and body, wearing only shorts and shirtless, and entered the room, only to find Xiang Lan leaning lazily against the headboard, flipping through that thing in her hand. When she saw him come in, she smiled and waved at him.
"Awake?" Fang Zidu's voice was hoarse.
"Hmm." She turned over to get her phone. "Let's see what time it is."
"It's past one o'clock, isn't it?"
She cheered, "Yay!"
"What's wrong?"
"Hehe." Xiang Lan smiled at her, "It's May 20th now."
"yes."
"It's finally been three months! Oh my god, I've been waiting so long!" She pulled back the covers, revealing the silk nightgown she was wearing underneath, smooth against her skin and showing off her curves. "Fang Zidu, come here quickly."
Fang Zi was so naked that he couldn't hide himself at all. He looked at the flower petals in the room and Xiang Lan on the bed trying to strike a seductive pose, smiled, and reached out to close the door.
Xiang Lan was frantic. Seeing him turn around, the curves of his waist, back, and hips were incredibly alluring in the dim light. She simply knelt down, pulled at her nightgown, and revealed most of her chest.
"Don't rush."
He returned, got into bed, pulled her into his arms, and upon touching her warm body, he immediately and shamefully became aroused.
"Why aren't you in a hurry anymore?" Xiang Lan reached out to pull down his underwear, her hand greedily moving upwards. "Wait three months, is that easy?"
"You really are—" Fang Zi didn't know what to say. She ruined his proposal and his plan for their first time together. She was in such a hurry.
"What is it?" she chuckled, grasping his hand and noticing his flushed and impatient expression. "Blinded by lust? You're talking about yourself, aren't you—"
He rolled over and pressed her against the headboard. "Don't move."
"All right."
Her panties were removed, her pajamas were pulled open, and they were naked in front of each other. In the light, his hands caressed her skin, from her neck to her toes, finally landing on her ring. His gaze was like an invisible hand, gently teasing her.
He lowered his head, showering his eyes, nose, and lips with delicate, soft kisses, which traveled down his neck to his chest and abdomen. The two, already accustomed to each other's caresses, stretched out their bodies and intertwined.
She reached for the condom, but Fangzi pulled her hand back, saying, "You don't need that."
"What if I get the sheets dirty?" she asked innocently.
He reached out and touched between her legs, then chuckled softly, "I'll go get a towel."
Xiang Lan was so embarrassed by his laughter that she wanted to disappear. What could she do if there was too much water?
After laying out a towel, Fangzi lifted her up, parted her legs, and nestled himself into her.
"Be gentle, it hurt last time."
"Mmm." He closed his eyes slightly and stroked her slightly heaving belly. "I'll be careful, don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid." She had been looking forward to this for so long.