Chapter 794 - Happy New Year (2/2)

When she walked out the door of the skydeck, her teeth were even chattering from the cold. When the cold wind blew past, her blood froze.

It was dark and she could not see anything. The ground was also quite clean. The key was that the man who had asked her to come was not there.

Ling Sheng crossed her arms and shrank her neck as she took a few steps forward. Her teeth were chattering as she shouted, “Third Master, Third Master, where are you?”

It was very quiet. Besides the whistling of the north wind, only her voice could be heard. It was so cold that the end of her words shivered before being blown away quickly by the cold wind.

“Third Master?” Ling Sheng shouted again, while wondering if she had come to the wrong place. It was not the roof on this side, but the roof of Sister Yu’s hospital building.

She instinctively wanted to find her phone, but she realized that it had been left in the pocket of her down jacket.

She was about to turn around and return to the corridor when she suddenly saw countless flashing neon lights appear in the void space in front of her, surrounding her.

The red neon lights formed multiple rose-shaped flowers; the scene was as beautiful as a dream.

Her body suddenly felt warm as a huge down jacket was draped onto her. The man hugged her from behind and wrapped her small body completely in his warm chest.

Before Ling Sheng could speak, beautiful fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky in front of her, forming the words “Happy New Year”. At the same time her body warmed up, so did her heart. The corner of her lips curled up subconsciously.

The man’s refreshing smell spread to the tip of her nose. The air was a little cold. He leaned in and whispered into her ear, his magnetic voice hoarse. “Ms. Ling, Happy New Year.”

Ling Sheng turned around and tiptoed to look up at the man, whose eyes were slightly lowered. Under the red lights, his handsome face looked even more seductive. She smiled sweetly. “Mr. Jun, Happy New Year.”

Jun Shiyan lowered his eyes slightly and pressed his forehead against hers. The duo could hear each other’s breathing. He could feel the young lady’s long eyelashes sweep across his brows, and it tickled his heart. “I hope that I’ll be the first person to wish you a Happy New Year every spring in the future.”

Ling Sheng smiled and tapped his chest with her delicate hand. Her eyes were full of smiles. “Mr. Jun, you’re late this year. Xiaoqi is the first.”

Jun Shiyan let out a low laugh and could not help but graze past her lips gently. “He doesn’t count.”

Ling Sheng felt a numbness on her lips, as though a feather had brushed past her heart. She smiled and said, “Why not?”

Jun Shiyan frowned slightly and hugged the young lady tightly. Upon feeling the gentle warmth of her body, his voice carried a few notes of childishness. “Anyway, he doesn’t count.”

Ling Sheng nestled in his embrace as the man hugged her waist tightly. In a small voice, she protested, “Mr. Jun, I want to see the roses and the fireworks.”

Jun Shiyan grabbed her shoulder and made her turn around. Then, he hugged her from behind again and rested his chin on the top of her head. In a sexy voice, he said, “Look at it this way.”

It was unknown when snow had started falling from the sky again. The swirling snowflakes were dyed pink by the neon lights as they spiraled down around the duo.

The scene was as beautiful as a romantic painting. The handsome man had the little woman in his embrace, and even the pervasive snowflakes could not get close to her.

[1] A Chinese phrase to tell someone not to miss a good opportunity.