Despite what he was feeling, since there were others around, Fu Nanli restrained his emotions. With one arm circled around her waist, he stroked her head with the other hand. "The company's minibus is waiting for us in the carpark. Let's go."
They descended the ramp right after He Qian, who turned her head and cast a glance at them. Like an enchanting concubine bringing ruin upon the kingdom, Wen Qiao submissively leaned into Fu Nanli's embrace and gazed back at He Qian with a radiant smile.
Just like that, she exuded the strong vibe of a femme fatale.
He Qian felt as though there were thorns in her heart and pins stabbing into her eyes. Even her respiratory pipe was hurting from holding in the anger! She held onto the ramp's rails and walked on, refusing to turn back again.
"Be careful where you're stepping."
Footsteps behind her, Captain Fu, who was like a cold machine in the eyes of the entire crew, was gently reminding his little girlfriend to be careful.
Mr. Captain, your cool and aloof persona is crumbling!
"Mm," Wen Qiao replied in a sweet and docile tone.
She absolutely had to solidify her 'gentle girl' persona.
In front, Xu Shen whispered to Zhao Yuan, "Sister Yuan, I really never expected that our cool and aloof Mr. Captain would behave in this manner when he's in love."
Catching sight of He Qian's pallid countenance, Zhao Yuan glared at Xu Shen. "Don't gossip about the captain behind his back."
Once they got up the shuttle bus, Fu Nanli pulled Wen Qiao to sit down with him. In her pleated skirt, her long, slender legs were revealed in all their glory.
Adam's apple bobbing, Fu Nanli reached out a hand to unbutton his coat and removed his uniform to lay it over her lap, covering her long legs. As he raised his head, he swept a gaze over the spacious shuttle bus.
Everyone immediately pretended to either admire the scenery or chat amongst themselves.
Captain, we really weren't paying excessive attention to you and your little girlfriend…
After they moved into a minibus from the shuttle bus, Wen Qiao sat with Fu Nanli's captain uniform over her as she curiously gazed at the scenery outside the windows.
"What river is that?"
"Isar River."
"What about that?"
"That's the Munich Frauenkirche."
There was an imperceptible affection and extreme patience in his calm tone.
Fu Nanli didn't have such patience towards others.
She seemed extremely clingy towards him. Leaning her chin on his shoulders, she said in a lazy tone, "So pretty. The night view is beautiful."
He Qian pinched her skirt's hemline tightly. With those two people seated just opposite of her, she couldn't ignore their presence even if she wanted to.
Although the girl seemed young, she had all sorts of tactics to seduce men. The way she was leaning against Fu Nanli throughout the bus ride, was as though she didn't have a single bone in her body.
He Qian never deigned to scold others with derogatory terms. But this Wen Qiao was truly a bona fide little vixen!
At the entrance of Pullman Hotel, the golden lights cast a faint glow over the exterior walls of the hotel, exuding an understated yet luxurious ambiance. A hotel bellboy dressed in a security guard's uniform and donning white gloves came up to open the door for them.
Everyone got out of the car and stood outside waiting for them.
Once Fu Nanli got out of the car, he immediately reached out a hand to support Wen Qiao, who in turn jumped down.
Fu Nanli's heart skipped a beat at how adorable she looked jumping out of the bus. He reached out a hand and supported her by the waist. "Be careful."
Behind them, two air stewardesses were exchanging frenzied glances as they whispered to each other, "He really dotes on her."
Meanwhile, He Qian, whose aggrievedness was burning its way to the top of her head, didn't wait for them and walked to the hotel by herself.
This was the hotel they stayed at everytime they flew here, so they each had their usual rooms reserved for them.
Once out of the elevator, Fu Nanli walked on the soft carpet with his arm around Wen Qiao's waist. When he got to the end of the corridor, he halted in his footsteps. Only then did it occur to Wen Qiao to ask, "We… we're staying in the same room?"
Fu Nanli reached out a hand to swipe the hotel key card. His long and slender fingers were placed on the golden handle, yet not making a move to open the door. He lowered his gaze and cast a glance at her. "We're lovers. What's wrong with us staying in the same room?"
"Is it a double room or a twin room?"
"Double room."
Double room… that meant there's only one bed! Inside, Wen Qiao started panicking!
"Ah? That… that doesn't seem like such a good idea. We… we…"
"Weren't you very clingy on the way here?"