From the moment I woke up in the morning, I visited almost every pharmacy and drugstore in Hong Kong. In the afternoon, I hurriedly flipped through a few books before rushing to Lascar Street to buy a gift. As night fell, I went to Tai Ping Shan to meet Mr. and Mrs. Shek Chi-yik. Finally, I went to Lichi to report the meeting to Mr. Chu Xiaoxin. My mind was racing, thinking about the work I needed to do in the next two days, while I also had to keep up a good conversation with the boss to avoid any awkward silences.
Song Tianyao's day was far from easy; in fact, it was exhausting. Apart from a few baskets of char siu buns he treated his family to at a teahouse in the morning, which was a proper meal, he barely ate anything else throughout the day. He had some egg waffles from a roadside stall for lunch, drank a lot of coffee in the afternoon, and didn't even get to enjoy a Western meal at the Peak Restaurant in the evening. He went to a nightclub, had a few drinks, and ate some dried fruit, which was all he ate.
After a long day of work, as he turned to go back to his room to rest, a wave of fatigue washed over him. After sneezing, Song Tianyao felt a slight discomfort in his nose, which he suspected was the beginning of a cold.
"Perhaps you can come into my room for a cup of bedtime tea; it might have some therapeutic effect on your sneeze," Angie Perlis said, opening her door and stepping aside to make room for Song Tianyao, who was walking down the corridor with his back to her.
Song Tianyao waved his hand without turning his head. Angie Perlis crossed her arms and said, "Do you think that if we become too close, it will alienate each other, or are you actually a somewhat insecure coward, or... a homosexual? It's just a cup of tea to relieve your cold symptoms before bed."
Song Tianyao paused for a few seconds, then turned and walked to Angie Perlis's door, looking earnestly at the woman's face, and said, "Just want a cup of tea."
After saying that, he stepped into the room.
"That tone really makes me want to punch you in the face a few times." Angie Perlis followed Song Tianyao and closed the door. She then went to use the English tea set provided by the hotel to prepare her bedtime tea. Song Tianyao sat on the sofa in the living room with his eyes closed, not even having the thought of going out to look around the room.
Because this room was exactly the same as the Song Tianyao owned at the Dulles Hotel, there were no decorations with any feminine color or characteristics, and apart from some books that Angie Perlis brought from her office, it had almost no personal features.
Before long, Angie Perlis brought over a cup of rich, creamy black tea and a small dish of biscuits. The Britain teacups were much larger than the China gongfu tea bowls, and their patterns were intricate. Song Tianyao opened his eyes and asked, "Isn't it said that the Britain are accustomed to preparing tea meticulously and elegantly in front of their guests?"
Angie Perlis handed the teacup to Song Tianyao: "It's no shame that I didn't show you my elegant and ladylike tea ceremony. The important thing is to drink this cup of black tea that I specially added milk and lemon juice for you."
"Seeing this vessel, which is called a teacup in China, I lost all interest in appreciating Britain tea ceremony." Song Tianyao took the scalding hot black tea, frowned, and swallowed the bowl of Britain bedtime tea in small sips, as if drinking Chinese medicine. Then he immediately grabbed some biscuits and popped a few into his mouth.
He hadn't quite understood why the Britain liked to eat snacks while drinking tea before, but now, after finishing this authentic Britain bedtime tea prepared for him, he understood a little better. Drinking this tea without eating anything was simply not enough to soothe his ravaged tongue and stomach.
The taste of milk, lemon juice, and tea mixed together is not for everyone.
After Song Tianyao finished his tea, Angie Perlis brought out her own bedtime tea, sat down on the sofa opposite Song Tianyao, and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
Although Song Tianyao wasn't used to the taste of the tea, the scalding liquid warmed him considerably as it entered his stomach. "Much better."
Angie Perlis, sitting on the sofa opposite Song Tianyao, slightly lifted her skirt with her hand, then elegantly crossed her legs, right leg over left, and smiled at Song Tianyao as she picked up her bedtime tea, saying, "So, tell me, why don't you want to come into my room? Are you a coward or a homosexual?"
"Go ahead and tease me like this, Angie. You'll pay for it sooner or later. You're just teasing me knowing I won't do anything outrageous. Think what you want. Goodnight." Song Tianyao's eyes swept over Angie Perlis's sexy legs before he stood up and walked towards the door.
After Song Tianyao left her room, Angie Perlis immediately dropped her unladylike demeanor and said to the teacup Song Tianyao had put down, "Actually, you're just a coward who only shows a little bit of flirtation at work."
Song Tianyao is undoubtedly a perfectly normal man. He has self-control commensurate with his psychological age, but he still lacks sufficient resistance to a woman like Angie Perlis, who is intelligent, beautiful, and independent. However, now is not the time to flirt with this Foreign Girl lawyer late at night and show off his skills in seducing women. If he really can't resist, there is a high chance that this Foreign Girl will part ways with him and drift further and further away.
Angie Perry is an intelligent and rational woman, but when it comes to methods and perspectives on maintaining stable relationships between men and women, women never think or see as far ahead as men do.
Song Tianyao left Angie Perlis's room, the image of Angie Perlis naturally lifting her skirt and crossing her legs opposite him seemed to replay in his mind's eye. This made Song Tianyao feel as if a fire was burning in his lower abdomen. He hadn't released this desire since his rebirth, and being teased like this by the woman he actually wanted was likely to harm his body. Once the desire arose, Song Tianyao stopped hesitating and didn't go back to his hotel room. Instead, he left the hotel, paid a tip to the Dulles Hotel to arrange a car to take him back to his residence on Tai Wo Street.
When Song Tianyao left Angie Perlis's room, he had already considered that Lou Fengyun, who lived upstairs in his apartment on Tai Wo Street, was obviously the most suitable person for him to lose his virginity tonight. There would be no unnecessary trouble that might occur if he went to those brothels, and she was not an unmarried girl, so he didn't need to use sweet words to coax her. Moreover, this young widow had even seduced him before.