Chapter 43: Change Clothes in the Car

Qiao Lan looked at the man’s calm profile and said meaningfully, “Mo Qian, your friends don’t seem ordinary.”

Mo Qian picked up the teapot and poured Qiao Lan a cup of tea, explaining softly, “When you truly understand me, you’ll find that my friends are all ordinary people.”

Well, people more ordinary than him.

The man’s eyes were serious, without a hint of falsehood.

Qiao Lan withdrew her gaze, even beginning to doubt herself.

Was it Mo Qian who was extraordinary, or was she just being suspicious?

Mo Qian handed her a piece of roasted sweet potato: “Don’t dwell on it. If you want to know me, I’ll tell you everything.”

Qiao Lan smiled, putting aside her doubts, without going overboard.

Love begins with understanding someone.

They had only been together for a year, there was no need to know so much, just enjoy the moment.

Seeing Qiao Lan put away her curiosity, Mo Qian sighed helplessly.

He really hoped the little woman would continue asking.

Qiao Lan took her chair and went to the boardwalk to enjoy the sea breeze. She let down the hair that had been coiled behind her head, letting the wind blow through every strand, caressing her soft hair.

The salty, humid sea breeze blew in, her mind went blank, and her tense body and mind were temporarily relaxed and stretched.

Mo Qian sat silently behind Qiao Lan, neither leaving nor approaching, silently gazing at her delicate figure.

He stood like a towering mountain behind her, shielding her from the wind and waves, a sense of long-lost security rising in her heart.

Qiao Lan found the idea she had come up with ridiculous.

The Qiao family, who had raised her for over twenty years, hadn’t given her a sense of security.

This man, whom she had only known for half a month, had made her feel at ease.

Qiao Lan wanted to watch the sunset, when a rumble suddenly came from the sky. The originally clear sky was covered by dark clouds, the waves crashed against the rocks, heralding the approaching storm.

Qiao Lan’s face changed, and she quickly got up: “Let’s pack up and go home.”

“Alright.”

Mo Qian didn’t rush to pack up, but waited for Qiao Lan to come over and walk towards the tent together.

They moved quickly, but the storm came even faster. As they reached the car, raindrops the size of beans began to fall.

Mo Qian opened the car door, letting Qiao Lan get in first. By the time he sat in the driver’s seat, his clothes were already soaked, clinging to his tall, sturdy body, the muscle lines on his chest clearly visible.

The water droplets on his hair fell onto his thick eyelashes, slid down the strong lines of his face, and dripped into his collar…

It was actually a bit wild and sexy.

Qiao Lan couldn’t help but swallow, her eyelashes fluttering, she turned her head to the side.

She reminded him in a muffled voice: “You’re going to catch a cold like that, do you want to change clothes?”

Mo Qian raised an eyebrow: “I’m changing clothes, what about you?”

“…” Qiao Lan was stumped.

Yes.

Mo Qian was changing clothes in the car, where should she go?

It was pouring outside, she wouldn’t be able to stand outside for five seconds without getting soaked.

“There should be a hotel nearby.”

The rain was getting heavier, it wouldn’t stop for a while.

A man and a woman were sitting in a cramped space, even breathing was difficult.

Qiao Lan desperately wanted to escape this place.

Mo Qian chuckled: “Do you think we can leave now?”

The rain was too heavy, the wipers couldn’t even clear the rain on the windshield, visibility was zero.

The car was running the heater, the man’s low, magnetic voice was nasal.

“Achoo!”

Mo Qian sneezed.

Qiao Lan gritted her teeth, not caring about shyness, she turned her body to the side: “You change clothes, I won’t look.”

Mo Qian was indeed uncomfortable wearing wet clothes, he took a bag from the back seat.

The sound of changing clothes came from behind Qiao Lan.

She closed her eyes.

But after closing her eyes, her hearing became extremely sensitive, sensitive enough to analyze what the man was doing…

The sound of unbuttoning his shirt, the sound of taking it off, the sound of sliding the zipper…

A clear image of the man’s figure emerged in her mind.

Qiao Lan felt as if countless ants were gnawing at the soft flesh of her heart, hot and stuffy, and her mouth was dry.

Every second was excruciating.

Qiao Lan bit her lower lip with her snow-white teeth, unable to bear it any longer, she urged: “Are you done changing?”

If he didn’t change his clothes soon, she would push open the car door and run into the rain to calm down.

“Done.”

Qiao Lan straightened her body, turning her head to meet the man’s smiling face.

“I just changed clothes, you can’t wait?”

Qiao Lan: “…”

How ambiguous were the man’s words?

How could she be impatient?

Qiao Lan stiffened her neck and retorted: “My waist, back, and neck are sore.”

If Mo Qian didn’t look at her ears that were red as blood, he might actually believe her.

The man suddenly raised his hand.

Just when Qiao Lan thought the man was going to go too far, the man calmly responded, retracted his hand, and calmly fastened the buttons.

He placed his large, bony hand on the steering wheel: “The rain has eased a bit, let’s find a place to take shelter.”

“Oh.”

The car started, Qiao Lan looked out the window, feeling a little disappointed.

After she realized it, she pressed her hands against her face and cursed: Damn it!

The two went to the nearest hotel.

The weather forecast said the rain would last until midnight, they couldn’t go back to Haishi today.

Qiao Lan had no plans recently, she considered this trip as a vacation for herself.

Qiao Lan took out her ID card: “Book a large suite.”

The receptionist glanced at the computer: “Sorry, there are no large suites left, only a king-size bed room.”

Qiao Lan frowned: “Are the rooms so scarce?”

The receptionist explained: “It’s Saturday today, and it’s also raining heavily, rooms are booked quickly.”

Moreover, this hotel was the closest five-star hotel to the beach.

Qiao Lan was tired and exhausted, she didn’t want to change hotels, she asked unwillingly: “Is this the only room left?”

The receptionist smiled: “If you keep hesitating, you might not even have this one.”

Qiao Lan looked at Mo Qian with a conflicted expression.

Mo Qian said: “The other five-star hotel is ten kilometers away.”

Qiao Lan made a decision: “Just book it.”

She also reminded: “If there are any vacant rooms, please keep one for me.”

“Okay.”

Although the receptionist agreed, if the rain didn’t stop, there would be no vacant rooms for sure.

After Qiao Lan registered her information, she took the room card and went to the room with Mo Qian.

The room was decorated in a high-end minimalist gray style, with a sofa opposite the king-size bed. However, when she saw the rose petals on the king-size bed, the round bathtub next to it, and the fully transparent bathroom, she was completely embarrassed.

This room should be prepared for someone living alone or a couple, right?

Her and Mo Qian…

Qiao Lan felt her scalp tingling.

Mo Qian calmly handed her a bag: “Your clothes are a bit damp, change into your suit first, I’ll have someone deliver two sets of pajamas later.”