Just as she reached the door, she heard He Jichen calling her from outside the door again: "Xiao Yi."
Ji Yi stopped breathing when she heard his voice and stood in front of the door for a short moment before taking a deep breath. She reached out and pulled the door open.
Seeing Ji Yi step out, He Jichen immediately took a step forward, grabbed her shoulders and scanned her up and down. When he was sure everything was fine, he spoke again: "Xiao Yi, what's wrong?"
It wasn't like He Jichen hadn't touched her before, but after Ji Yi realized she was in love with him, she couldn't help but quiver at his touch. The shoulder he touched felt like it was on fire, spreading into her heart and lungs. She wanted to wrestle her shoulder out of his grip, but she couldn't bear to do it. Faced with this inner struggle, she heard He Jichen's voice again: "Xiao Yi? Are you not feeling well anywhere?"
Ji Yi hurriedly shifted her focus away from He Jichen's hand on her shoulder. She first shook her head at He Jichen then made up a random excuse: "I-I'm not feeling unwell. It-it's just that I came in such a hurry that I forgot to eat. My stomach just hurts from hunger. I wanted to throw up, so I ran into the washroom..."
When he heard this, He Jichen let out a sigh of relief. "What do you want to eat? I'll get the hotel to make it for you."
As he said this, He Jichen released his hand from her shoulder as his other hand slid down her arm and grabbed her tiny wrist. He pulled her in front of the living room desk.
When Ji Yi sat down on a chair, He Jichen found the 24-hour room service menu and placed it in front of Ji Yi.
"Take a look and see what you want to eat..." said He Jichen as he picked up the phone on the desk and called for room service.
It had been a total of four to five hours since her journey from Beijing to C city then to the hotel. Ji Yi really was quite hungry. She lowered her head and quickly skimmed through the menu then gently pointed at "Stir-fried beef with rice noodles."
"Stir-fried beef with rice noodles." After He Jichen repeated what Ji Yi wanted to eat to the staff, he turned and asked Ji Yi, "Nothing else?"
Ji Yi shook her head.
He Jichen furrowed his brows and grabbed the menu. As he looked at it, he spoke into the phone again, "Add another portion of congee with sugar. It has to have a little sugar..."
That's just how I like it... As He Jichen's low and gentle voice traveled into her ears, Ji Yi's gaze couldn't help but land on him.
Just now, in the washroom, He Jichen turned on the heating so it was a little warm. He took off his jacket and tie and even his unbuttoned his shirt by three buttons.
With one hand on the table and the other on the phone, another shirt button popped open, revealing a faint hint of He Jichen's muscles to Ji Yi.
Compared to his usually serious demeanor in his trenchcoat, He Jichen looked a lot sexier right now.
All of sudden, Ji Yi remembered the night they spent together in Shanghai. She gently brushed her fingers across his chest... It felt good to the touch; hard and strong...
"... And a portion of stir-fried Chinese broccoli and a glass of milk... Mm, yeah, and a portion of hot spicy soup... go easy on the chilis..."
After He Jichen hung up the phone, he asked Ji Yi if she wanted to drink some water first.
After asking her twice with no answer, he eventually turned his head in confusion to see that she was lost in a daze.
He Jichen furrowed his brows, reached his hand out and waved it in front of Ji Yi's face. "What are you thinking about?"