In Zhang Residential…
Mian just finished reading a book; putting the book back on the shelf, she stretched her both hands to ease her tensed muscles, and emanated out of her 'Holy-place' the library.
As she would join the First People's Hospital from the next day, she was pretty much free that day; and as expected from her, she spent it reading medical books.
Mian poured herself some water and gulped it down before murmuring to herself, "Half past seven, should I go to the terrace? Yup, you should definitely go, Mian. What can be more refreshing than lying down on the rooftop with a cup of coffee?" Smiling a little, Mian brewed herself coffee, then poured the content into her favourite coffee mug.
From her Harvard days, whenever Mian got stultified by her tedious and restrictive routine, she would go to the terrace; and once she stood under the sky full of moon and stars, her mood would lighten up drastically.
Mian walked outside the living room towards the corridor to take the lift that opened on the rooftop.
Initially, she wanted to change her casual outfit into something more conservative, as she was not comfortable in wearing revealing clothes in public; then on second thought, nobody would be there at 9pm, right?
However, to Mian's horror, the moment she went in front of the elevator, she saw someone was coming up on the 40th floor.
"What the hell! Must be people from the next door." Waiting for the elevator was out of the question, thus, Mian rushed up the stairs. Terrace was 41th, hence, it's not a big deal anyway.
Lying down on the rooftop, Mian started star grazing. Terrace at night, especially on a moonlight night, was her solace spot. Gentle breeze was blowing, floral scent filled the air and the soft glow of the moon filled the space, slowly dissipating her tiredness.
The Moon was shining brightly that night, making her snow white translucent skin clearly visible to the naked eyes. It was a very alluring sight for a pair of hunter eyes, staring at her dangerously.
Mu Yuhaan was stepping out of the elevator, when he caught the sight of someone going towards the stairs. He figured out instantly who this someone was.
The 40th floor had only two apartments; one was his and the other one was Mian's. For some subconscious reasons, instead of entering his apartment, he followed her to the terrace.
However, Mian was not aware of his presence. As a result, she was lying there in front of him in a pair of green shorts and a crop. The colour dark green contrasted her snow white skin.
Enthralled by the enchantress, Mu Yuhaan lost his composure.
Mian had long slender white legs, which were gleaming under the moonlight; Mu Yuhaan's gaze traveled upwards, as instinctively he wanted to take notice of every single detail of hers.
There was zero percent fat on her belly. Mian had a slight four pack abs, which denoted she exercised regularly. Then his gaze landed on her twin peaks. Those two were marvellously round in accordance with the highest standards; and would fit in his hand just perfectly, as if they were especially custom-made for his hand.
How would it feel having them in his hand, squeezing them to his satisfaction? Mu Yuhaan thought, as his heated gaze lingered on Mian's chest.
The night's breeze was slightly cold, as a result, her nipples were distinctly visible. As Mian was breathing, her boobies were going up and down, making Mu Yuhaan feel dry inside his mouth.
Looking at such an enticing scenario Mu Yuhaan controlled his urge to pounce on her and hug her tightly.
However, after a few seconds, Mu Yuhaan's clouded thoughts cleared up a little; and he was stunned by this sudden heat of lust. He had always been at his best control, never getting carried away by this type of thing.
Before one thing could lead to another, and he ended up jumping on her, Mu Yuhaan averted his gaze from Mian's bosom.
Just as, he settled down at the nearby chair to continue seeing her, he felt a sudden wave of rage hit his nerves. The image of Mian being stared at by another man appeared in Mu Yuhaan's mind and his veins popped.
If it wasn't him who saw her like this? If it was some other man?!
He would have gauged that man's eyes for sure! Even before the question formed in his head, the answer was ready.
Wait a minute, was he was feeling possessive like his grandfather?! But why? He himself didn't know.
First, Mu Yuhaan wanted to identify the emotions and confirm them, which had been making him restless to go near Mian.
Ensuring the moment Mu Yuhaan's eyes landed on Mian's face, and that brusque reply by her sweet voice, he felt something new which he was not familiar with.
He craved to see her, was eager to know her, and wanted to talk to her. However, as of this moment, Mu Yuhaan wanted to observe her from afar. He had decided not to initiate any interaction with her right at the moment.
Was he nervous? How could he, Mu Yuhaan be nervous?! It was his choice, not to approach her now, okay?
Nonetheless, he had to teach her a lesson for being careless.
How could she just lay down there without noticing someone's presence? What if there was a bad person in lieu of him? What if that bad person had any malicious intention?
As the possible scenarios played out in Mu Yuhaan's mind, his blood started boiling.
Just then, his eyes fell on a black ceramic mug on a table; It seemed to be a coffee mug. Suddenly, thinking about something, Mu Yuhaan smirked.
Mian brought coffee with her? She must have made it herself, as nobody else lived with her.
Maybe the coffee was hot, hence, she put it down on a table to cool off a little.
There was a round table with four chairs on the rooftop, it had a round shade over it.