I Love You At The Right Time

“I won’t come over, you come over.” He beckons her by curling his finger, looking like a cunning weasel enjoying waiting for the prey to come itself.

Claudia gets carried away at the moment when she is amused by her metaphor.

When she recovers, she’s already trapped under him.

He covers her firmly and tightly, leaving no gap.

He lowers his head and kisses her hard, making her mind faint and gasping.

After the sex, Claudia breaks out a thin layer of sweat and lies in his arms lazily.

His hands run over her body, only to massage, without erotic desires.

“Nice. Massage my back.”

She asks more, turns over and shows him her back.

She doesn’t expect Wen to be obedient and he really starts to massage her back.

When massaging, his hands slowly slide down to the private parts to touch it.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Claudia mumbles, turns her head and stares at him： “What are you doing? It’s harassment! I will sue you!”

“Oh? Sue me?” He comes against her and kisses her ear.

It’s so itchy that she hides from him. “Continue the massage quickly. I won’t pay if you don’t do it well!”

“Tut!” Wen sneers, thinking she’s looking for death tonight.

He’s going to tear her down and eat her later, to see if she still dares to clamour.

Claudia gets bored and looks at the calendar with her cellphone.

It turns out that this weekend will be the Mid－Autumn Festival.

She’s living in a muddle.

“Wen.” She sits up, throws herself into his arms and shows him her phone. “Look what day do we have this weekend?”

Wen glances at her phone and says softly, “Mid－Autumn Festival, what’s the matter?”

“Mid－Autumn Festival is a legal holiday!” Claudia smiles happily. “All companies will shut down for holiday.”

“So?”

“Shall we go out to play? Let’s go to the city nearby. I hear that there is a new resort with hot springs. How nice it is to be able to take a bath in hot springs without going to R country.”

She is talking and planning for the holiday in his arms, bright and cheerful.

However, Wen’s mood is not as bright as hers.

Holding her finger, Wen’s words come as a bolt from the blue.

“I have to go home that day.”

Stunned.

Then there is a crackling sound.

Her heart is broken.

All her body is like filled with melting snow, which makes her shudder under the constant temperature－keeping central air conditioner.

Wen frowns at once, holds her lower jaw up to look at her face.

The expression of fragility that she tries to hide flits across her face, so fast that he can hardly catch it.

“Claudie.”

He calls her name.

He really, really rarely calls her like that.

Even when his feeling is strong, he doesn’t call her like that.

Every time he calls her like that, he is being sarcastic or showing pity.

Claudia doesn’t bother to guess what it means this time. She sits up and gives her head a gentle thump with a smile.

“Look, how can I forgot that the Mid－Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion. Of course you have to accompany your family. You are such a family man, unlike me, I’m heartless.”

“Claudia.”

“Oh, my body is so slimy. Do you still want to do it?”

Wen puts on a face with no expression and his lips are straight.

Claudia gets off the bed wrapped in sheets and says, “If no, I’ll go take a bath.”

She is still smilling after the bathroom door closes.

What is she? Compared with his family, she is not worth mentioning at all.

When Claudia comes out of the bath, Wen seems to have fallen asleep, his back is in the direction of the bathroom, sending forth an air of coldness.

Twitches her mouth, she smears the sleep mask on the face, climbs into bed, pulls the quilt and sleeps near the edge of the bed.

They are covered with the same quilt, but the space between the two is almost enough for one more adult.

This is called, distinct.

One second before they were still lying together, and the next moment they become strangers.

When will come the end of the days like this?

When will she be able to lead a normal life?

And if she returns to a normal life, can she really be used to it?

Life without him.

When she is random thinking, the man moves behind her, and then she is clasped to a warm bosom.