Chapter 57
A beautiful autumn day in B city. The air is brisk and clear.
In a bright sunny morning, Jian Yao stands in front of the coffee table. She is tidying the files. Bo Jinyan is sitting on the sofa behind her. He has his laptop on. He seems to be concentrating on reading something.
“Once the holiday starts, we have no more visitors.” Jian Yao says casually.
She is talking about the officers visiting them with their cold cases. Yesterday, two people came. Today is the beginning of the seven day holiday. Not a soul has come to them.
Bo Jinyan lifts up his head from looking down at the screen: “Well, it is the National holidays.”
Jian Yao laughs. Is this the same guy that she knew six months ago? She thought festivals and holidays mean nothing to him. She had to drag him out of the house to play fireworks with her.
Bo Jinyan knows what she is thinking about. He gives a sly smile. “I don’t really care. But today is an important day for me.”
Jian Yao is not sure what he means. But he lowers his head to work on his laptop again.
She is a little puzzled, but then it dawns on her -
Today is the nation’s ‘birthday’, so it’s his special day as well.
Wow! Didn’t think he would love his home country this much!
After tidying the files, she goes to her room to get changed. She is meeting a few of her university friends today for shopping. Surely Bo Jinyan would not be interested.
“I’m leaving now.” She yells at the front door.
“Umm.” He replies “When are you coming back?”
Jian Yao answers: “I won’t be long.” She pauses, and adds: “I won’t leave you to spend the first day of the holidays alone.”
Bo Jinyan sits up straight on the sofa. He curls the lips on his handsome face: “Of course you won’t.” He says in a lazy but dreamy voice.
When you are in love, you start to miss the person the moment you part from him. Jian Yao sits in the taxi. The puffy white clouds hang high in the blue sky. She thinks of her charming boyfriend. Her heart is filled with joy.
Even when he was injured, he never hides the intention of wanting advance to the next level in their relationship with her. But in the past few days, they have been so busy that he seems to have forgotten.
Oh, he is so childish, yet so cute.
She is sure when he remembers… he will not hold back.
Oh, she’d better finds a place to hide herself.
What Jian Yao doesn’t realise is that he has never forgotten about it. It’s always on his mind. He is waiting for his injuries to completely heal. He wants to be in top form to deliver the perfect first time experience for both of them.
The moment she walks out of the front door, Bo Jinyan puts down his laptop and starts to pace around the house.
Finally, their big day has arrived.
He’s made all the necessary arrangements. She will be pleased.
He called the Police Department earlier to make sure no one will be appearing out of the blue with their unsolved cases. She might have noticed this already.
As for his injuries? He is completely recovered. In fact, he’s been lying in bed for so long he feels he has lots of excess energy to burn.
Knowledge and skills? …. Those suggestions he just read on the internet is firmly planted in his brain. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is so knowledgeable in the area now that no matter which position or techniques she prefers, he can satisfy her.
She does not have her menstrual period today. In fact, according to the woman’s normal cycle - today is one of her more productive days, which means she will be easily aroused.
Good. It’s all set.
He walks to the window and taps the glass with his long fingers. He wants everything to be perfect. Is there anything he’s forgotten?
He thinks for a while and gives Fu Ziyu a call.
Fu Ziyu is sitting with a cup of coffee in his balcony at home. He is enjoying the holiday too. He takes a sip and asks: “Master, what can I do for you today?”
Bo Jinyan says bluntly: “I am planning to have sex with Jian Yao tonight. For the first time. Do you have any tips for me?”
Fu Ziyu chokes again. “cough… cough…”
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Jian Yao returns with a few shopping bags with her. To her surprise, the house is very quiet. His car keys are not there either.
It’s the first day of the holiday. Everywhere is packed with people. It’s very unusual that he would choose to go out on a day like this.
Then her phone rings. It’s him.
“Are you home?” He asks. There’s music in the background where he is. And his voice sounds low and a little muffled.
“Yes, I just got back.” She is curious. “Where are you?”
“Wait.” He turns to talk to someone else. After a while, he says to her: “You don’t need to know where I am. Go and get ready, someone will come and pick you up soon.”
Jian Yao is confused: “Pick me up? Why?”
Bo Jinyan laughs lightly: “To attend an important function with me.”
She hangs up. An important function? Is it something to do with National Day celebrations with the department of Public Security?
No matter what it is, she is just glad to be with him.
But when she walks downstairs, she is shocked.
There is a long black limousine waiting for her. There are roses on both sides of the door handle. A driver in his black uniform walks towards her. He bows to her and opens the passenger seat doors.
The neighbours are attracted to this unusual sight. A lot of them are standing around, looking.
When she is in the car, she calls Bo Jinyan: “What is this all about? Why is a limousine here to pick me up?”
Bo Jinyan is silent on the other end.
“It goes without saying.” He finally answers: “I am on a date with you.”
Fu Ziyu’s first tip.
“You intend to wait for her to come home, then carry her straight into the bedroom? Atmosphere, mate. The first time, atmosphere is very important. Give her a romantic date that she will never forget, then things will progress naturally from there.”
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She is a little stunned.
Oh, so this is the important function. A date.
But it’s quite true. They have not been on a proper date before.
“Sorry, I didn't realise.” She smiles: “Thank you.”
Bo Jinyan sounds pleased. He asks: “Is this romantic?”
Jian Yao can’t help but laugh.
The limo with flowers is a little over the top, but it’s the thoughts that count.
“Romantic. Thank you so much.”
The long car stops in front of a five star hotel.
The lobby manager opens the door for Jian Yao: “Welcome, Miss Jian.” He shows her to the elevator that will bring her straight to the top floor. “Mr. Bo is waiting for you.”
Jian Yao smiles at him: “Thank you.” She asks the manager: “What is he doing on the top floor?”
The manager smiles: “Mr.Bo has booked the penthouse on the top floor. It’s got a 270 degrees view of the city lights. There is also a private swimming pool. I’m sure you will be satisfied with our facilities and services. We are the best hotel in town. Have a wonderful evening.”
Jian Yao is dumbfounded. She finally understands why Bo Jinyan brought her here.
She thought their first date will be a romantic candlelight dinner in some nice restaurant… not in a luxurious penthouse.
This fellow…. is obviously running towards a goal.
She blushes as she walks out of the elevator.
A dazzling and elaborated designed crystal chandelier quickly attracts your attention as you step into the oversized lounge. There is a set of classic European designed leather sofa with a curved back rest. The window looks out to the city lights of B City.
She walks down the corridor lined with lush red carpet, to the next room. There is music coming out from the room. She hears footsteps too.
Jian Yao slowly walks over, and around golden screen.
It’s a beautiful dining room that is dimly lit with mood lighting. There is a small round table in the middle of the room. On this dark brown table, there is a long white candle in a candle stand, and a bunch of burgundy coloured moth orchid.
A young violinist is playing on the side, the soothing music is like the sound of gently flowing water.
Bo Jinyan is standing at the end of the corridor, in a well tailor shirt and trousers. His eyes sparkle under the flickering flame of the candle light, and his face has a gentle glow.
“Hi.” He says in his naturally low magnetic voice.
Jian Yao: “…..Hi.”
He walks towards her. He looks into her eyes and says admiringly: “You look beautiful tonight.”
Jian Yao thought they were attending a party tonight. So she chose a beautiful dress and put her hair up. She is wearing the diamond necklace that he gave her, revealing her soft neck and shoulders.
“Thank you.” she says softly. She can see his suggestive smile. She heart pounds. Because she is well aware of what he is thinking about right now. He is obviously pleased with the way she dressed.
Bo Jinyan takes her hand and they sit at the dining table.
Dinner is exquisite. Throughout the meal, Bo Jinyan is very quiet, but his smile never leaves him. And the look in his eyes says it all.
Soon, dinner is over.
The table is cleared, the violinist gone. Only the two of them are left in this big penthouse. They are still sitting at the dining table, staring at each other in candlelight.
Jian Yao picks up the bunch of moth orchids: “It’s very pretty.”
Bo Jinyan stands and walks behind her. He takes the flower away from her and throw it back onto the table.
“Leave the flowers here. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Jian Yao’s face reddens. She doesn’t say a word. She does not even look up. But she allows Bo Jinyan to hold her hand and leads her to the bedroom.
He notices her nervousness, he says in his low deep voice: “Relax.” he pauses slightly: “Even though I don't have experience, but my ability to learn and grasp new skills is superior. I am also very observant. I will do very well.”
Jian Yao don’t know what to say.
When they get inside, she is amazed.
There is another big chandelier in the room. This time, it is a modern artistic design with little square over it. A huge king size bed is in the middle of the room, surrounded by ceiling to ground glass windows that shows a panoramic view of B city.
So… they will be making love on this bed?
With the city underneath them? That’s so bold and arrogant.
Well, it sure fits his style.
Her palms begin to sweat. What is going to happen next? Will he push her down onto the bed?
But Bo Jinyan leads her to one of the glass window. With one hand on the glass, one hand behind her head, he says to her: “Close your eyes.”
Jian Yao: “…Why?” She is nervous.
He covers her eyes with his hand that was on the glass. He lowers his head and kisses her gently on her ear. Then he says to her: “I’ll let you know when to open them.”
Bo Jinyan continues to gently kiss her ears. Then he glides his lips down her neck, hover at the curve that is usually covered by her long hair. Jian Yao is shivering in his arms. Her eyes are covered by his hand, so she holds on his shirt.
“How long do I have to wait?” She says
“Not long.” He says as he nibbles and gently bites the smooth flesh on her neck.
Jian Yao’s first reaction is - a new trick. A few days ago, he only knows how to passionate but simply kiss her. But today, his touches are melting her, she is already breathing more quickly.
Her second thought - She knows what Bo Jinyan wants her to see. From the limousine, to the luxurious penthouse, and the exquisite dinner, she can almost guess that his next trick is to arrange for the hotel staff to write messages of love on helium ballrooms and float them up to appear before her.
Oh gosh, please do not write something like “Please make love to me, Jian Yao!”
As she is still thinking, suddenly he removes his hand. His lips are no longer on her neck. Jian Yao opens her eyes slowly, and see fireworks exploding in the most beautiful patterns, right before her eyes. The sky comes alive with so many vibrant hues, starbursts, and showers of light along with ribbons of smoke. And the colours reflect on the lake waters. It’s breathlessly stunning.
Jian Yao is shocked - fireworks. He brought her to see fireworks. She did contemplate this possibility, but B City does not allow fireworks, except -
“Fireworks for the National Celebrations.” He says proudly: “You are standing in the best spot for the city’s firework display.”
Jian Yao quietly watches the fireworks while Bo Jinyan quietly watches her. He is not interested in these shimmering lights and patterns at all. But he remembers why Fu Ziyu said.
“Take her to a romantic and beautiful setting.”
Bo Jinyan thought for a while. He remembers how much she enjoyed the firework during the lantern festival. He tells Fu Ziyu his plans. Fu Ziyu approves: “Very good. No woman can resist fireworks. She will take the initiative to kiss you, then let things progress naturally from there on.”
Humm…. he is waiting…. If she doesn't come over and kiss him in the next minute, then he will have to take the initiative instead.
“Thank you. Jinyan.” She says gently.
“You are welcome.” He smiles. “As long as you think it’s romantic.”
Because romance is the best catalyst.
Jian Yao smiles again. She does not watch the fireworks anymore. She takes a step forward and hooks her hands around his neck. Then she leans over to kiss him.
This kiss is different from her previous kisses. Her whole body snuggles up into his arms, as if she is going to entrust herself to him. She copies his kissing style - stirring him, inviting him for more…
Bo Jinyan has two other arrangements but he decides they are not necessary anymore. Lifting her up, he carries her across the room to the king size bed.
Jian Yao leans close to his chest. He gently places her on bed. The firework display is still going in the background. He leans down and looks at her. His face has the proud arrogant smile again.
He is ecstatic.
Jinyan. So am I. I am as happy as I am nervous...
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The two bodies wrapped in each other arms. The air is filled with their scent. Their heart beating like drums, awaiting for the most intimate moments.
“Now, do you feel it is real?" Bo Jinyan asks in her ears.
Jian Yao stares at him: “Ah.”
A beautiful night. You are beside me. I am beside you. You, who are usually proud and arrogant, would love me so passionately. You excite me in ways I have never experienced before. I am crazy about you. We will be the most intimate person for each other from now on. We will be inseparable.
I wish this moment is a covenant of a lifetime. We will be by each other’s side for the rest of our life. Until we are old and frail, we will still be deeply in love with one another, till death do us part.
