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83、第八十三章
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金别夏sitsinthelivingroom,sippingaglassofchampagneandadmiringherreflectioninthemirror.Shecan‘thelpbutfeelasenseofsatisfactionwithherlife.Herwealthandstatusareunmatched,andsheknowsit.
Asshegazesatherself,shecan‘thelpbutthinkaboutthemanwhohasbeenbyhersideforsolong.PowerTianlong,or“DragonKing“ashe‘sknowntohisfans,ismorethanjustaprettyface.He‘sapowerfulbusinessmanwithconnectionsthatgoallthewaytothetop.
Butwhatsetshimapartfromothermeninhisposition?It‘snotjusthisgoodlooksorhischarmingsmile.No,it‘sthefactthatheunderstandsher.Heknowsexactlyhowtomakeherfeelspecial,howtopushherbuttonsandgetariseoutofher.
Andyet,despiteallthis,shecan‘thelpbutfeelalittle...restless.It‘snotthatshedoesn‘tappreciatePowerTianlong-farfromit.Sheloveshimmorethananythingintheworld.Butsometimes,whenshe‘salonewithherthoughts,shecan‘tshakethefeelingthatthere‘ssomethingmissing.
Asiftoproveherdoubtswrong,PowerTianlongwalksintotheroom,abouquetofflowersinhandandasmileonhisface.“Hey,babe,“hesays,handinghertheflowers.“Isawtheseandthoughtofyou.“
GoldenGirl‘seyeslightupasshetakestheflowers,inhalingtheirsweetscent.“Thankyou,darling,“shesays,hervoicedrippingwithaffection.“You‘resothoughtful.“
PowerTianlongchucklesandpullsherintoahug.“Iwanttomakeyouhappy,mylove,“hesays,hisvoicelowandhusky.
Astheyholdeachothertight,GoldenGirlcan‘thelpbutfeelasenseofcontentmentwashoverher.Thisiswhatitmeanstobeloved-tobeadoredandcherishedbythemanwhomakesyourheartskipabeat.
ButasshelooksintoPowerTianlong‘seyes,sheseessomethingtherethatmakesherpause.Somethingthatgivesherpause,evenifitisjustforamoment.
It‘sthehintofuncertainty.Thehintthatmaybe,justmaybe,theirrelationshipisn‘tasperfectasitseems.
GoldenGirlpushesthethoughtaside,tellingherselfshe‘sbeingparanoid.Afterall,PowerTianlonghasnevergivenheranyreasontodoubthim.He‘salwaysbeenthereforher,supportingherandlovingherunconditionally.
Andyet...andyet...
Shecan‘tshakethefeelingthatsomethingisoff.Somethingthatneedstobeaddressedbeforeit‘stoolate.
Astheypullbackfromeachother,GoldenGirlforcesasmileontoherface.“Iloveyou,PowerTianlong,“shesays,hervoicefirmandresolute.
PowerTianlongsmilesbackather,hiseyescrinklingatthecorners.“Iloveyoutoo,mydarling,“hereplies,pullingherintoanotherkiss.
Butastheybreakapartforair,GoldenGirlcan‘thelpbutfeelasenseoftrepidation.Whatifshe‘snotenoughforPowerTianlong?Whatifhe‘sbeenplayingherallalong?
Thethoughtsendsashiverdownherspine,andforthefirsttimeintheirrelationship,GoldenGirlfeelstrulyunsettled.
“What‘swrong,babe?“PowerTianlongasks,noticingthechangeinherdemeanor.
GoldenGirlhesitates,unsureofhowtoarticulateherfears.“Nothing,“shesaysfinally,forcingalaugh.“IwasjustthinkingabouthowmuchIloveyou.“
PowerTianlongraisesaneyebrow,hisexpressionskeptical.“Iseverythingokay?“hepresses,hisvoicelacedwithconcern.
GoldenGirlforcesanothersmileontoherface,tryingtoreassurehim.“Yes,ofcourse,“shesays,hervoicestrained.“I‘mjustalittle...tired,that‘sall.“
PowerTianlonglooksatherforamomentlongerbeforenodding.“Okay,babe.Ifyou‘resureeverythingisokay...“
GoldenGirlnods,feelingasenseofreliefwashoverher.“Yes,I‘mpositive,“shesays,hervoicefirm.
ButasPowerTianlongturnstoleavetheroom,GoldenGirlcan‘tshakethefeelingthatthisconversationisfarfromover.
金别夏sitsinthelivingroom,sippingaglassofchampagneandadmiringherreflectioninthemirror.Shecan‘thelpbutfeelasenseofsatisfactionwithherlife.Herwealthandstatusareunmatched,andsheknowsit.
Asshegazesatherself,shecan‘thelpbutthinkaboutthemanwhohasbeenbyhersideforsolong.PowerTianlong,or“DragonKing“ashe‘sknowntohisfans,ismorethanjustaprettyface.He‘sapowerfulbusinessmanwithconnectionsthatgoallthewaytothetop.
Butwhatsetshimapartfromothermeninhisposition?It‘snotjusthisgoodlooksorhischarmingsmile.No,it‘sthefactthatheunderstandsher.Heknowsexactlyhowtomakeherfeelspecial,howtopushherbuttonsandgetariseoutofher.
Andyet,despiteallthis,shecan‘thelpbutfeelalittle...restless.It‘snotthatshedoesn‘tappreciatePowerTianlong-farfromit.Sheloveshimmorethananythingintheworld.Butsometimes,whenshe‘salonewithherthoughts,shecan‘tshakethefeelingthatthere‘ssomethingmissing.
Asiftoproveherdoubtswrong,PowerTianlongwalksintotheroom,abouquetofflowersinhandandasmileonhisface.“Hey,babe,“hesays,handinghertheflowers.“Isawtheseandthoughtofyou.“
GoldenGirl‘seyeslightupasshetakestheflowers,inhalingtheirsweetscent.“Thankyou,darling,“shesays,hervoicedrippingwithaffection.“You‘resothoughtful.“
PowerTianlongchucklesandpullsherintoahug.“Iwanttomakeyouhappy,mylove,“hesays,hisvoicelowandhusky.
Astheyholdeachothertight,GoldenGirlcan‘thelpbutfeelasenseofcontentmentwashoverher.Thisiswhatitmeanstobeloved-tobeadoredandcherishedbythemanwhomakesyourheartskipabeat.
ButasshelooksintoPowerTianlong‘seyes,sheseessomethingtherethatmakesherpause.Somethingthatgivesherpause,evenifitisjustforamoment.
It‘sthehintofuncertainty.Thehintthatmaybe,justmaybe,theirrelationshipisn‘tasperfectasitseems.
GoldenGirlpushesthethoughtaside,tellingherselfshe‘sbeingparanoid.Afterall,PowerTianlonghasnevergivenheranyreasontodoubthim.He‘salwaysbeenthereforher,supportingherandlovingherunconditionally.
Andyet...andyet...
Shecan‘tshakethefeelingthatsomethingisoff.Somethingthatneedstobeaddressedbeforeit‘stoolate.
Astheypullbackfromeachother,GoldenGirlforcesasmileontoherface.“Iloveyou,PowerTianlong,“shesays,hervoicefirmandresolute.
PowerTianlongsmilesbackather,hiseyescrinklingatthecorners.“Iloveyoutoo,mydarling,“hereplies,pullingherintoanotherkiss.
Butastheybreakapartforair,GoldenGirlcan‘thelpbutfeelasenseoftrepidation.Whatifshe‘snotenoughforPowerTianlong?Whatifhe‘sbeenplayingherallalong?
Thethoughtsendsashiverdownherspine,andforthefirsttimeintheirrelationship,GoldenGirlfeelstrulyunsettled.
“What‘swrong,babe?“PowerTianlongasks,noticingthechangeinherdemeanor.
GoldenGirlhesitates,unsureofhowtoarticulateherfears.“Nothing,“shesaysfinally,forcingalaugh.“IwasjustthinkingabouthowmuchIloveyou.“
PowerTianlongraisesaneyebrow,hisexpressionskeptical.“Iseverythingokay?“hepresses,hisvoicelacedwithconcern.
GoldenGirlforcesanothersmileontoherface,tryingtoreassurehim.“Yes,ofcourse,“shesays,hervoicestrained.“I‘mjustalittle...tired,that‘sall.“
PowerTianlonglooksatherforamomentlongerbeforenodding.“Okay,babe.Ifyou‘resureeverythingisokay...“
GoldenGirlnods,feelingasenseofreliefwashoverher.“Yes,I‘mpositive,“shesays,hervoicefirm.
ButasPowerTianlongturnstoleavetheroom,GoldenGirlcan‘tshakethefeelingthatthisconversationisfarfromover.