Chapter 100 - 100 Apologise

Damn it! It's really annoying when he being ignorant like this.

I look up at him.

"I want you to touch me." I say in soft tone.

"I know." He punches in the code.

"But you won't do?" I complaint.

"Dear,why don't you give me what I want, and I will." He say and doesn't even look at me.

I can't believe this. He was so ego.

"What you want then? An apology?" I ask.

" I don't know but why do you need to apologise?" He still keeps his focus straight ahead.

Even in the reflection of the doors, he still won't look straight in my eyes.

I really hate this situation right now.

"Mhhnmmn. I'm sorry," I practically spit.

I can't believe he's doing this. And I can't believe I'm this desperate for him to touch and stroking me softly.

"My dear if you're going to apologise, at least sound like you are sorry." He sneers at me.

Oh God, he really torturous and adherence.

I took a deep breath and looking into his eyes directly;

"Feng Teng,I'm sorry." I say with all my sincere from the bottom of my heart.

For me in a relatonship, if any commited the wrong, one of us have to apologise first, then the relationship will went smooth.

His eyes meet mine in the mirror.

"Do you really do?" He ask again to confirm.

"Yes, I am." I say sincerely.

"Good love. So you want me to touch you?" He smirk.

I look at him in the eyes again and I nodded.

Then he pull into me fast, pushing me up against the mirrored wall and completely blanketing me with his body.

NowI feel instantly better. I got his affection back and coaking him wasn't too hard at all.

"Now you are begin to understand me, are you love?" His lips hover over mine, his h.i.p.s pushing into my lower stomach.

"Yes.I am." I pant in our tense position right now.

He takes my mouth, my hands finding his shoulders, my nails digging straight into his muscles.

Now I feel much better than previously.

He invade my mouth and I meet his tongue.

My body and heart melting into him completely.

"You happy now?" he asks as he breaking our kiss.

"Yes." I answer sincerely.

"Me too. Let's go then." He say.

We pull up in Hongqiao for breakfast after he got his way and drove. It's a beautiful day, and I'm already too warm in my cardigan, but I'll suffer for a little longer. There's still scope for him to take me home in disgrace and make me change.

Feng Teng collects me from the pavement, leading me across the road to a lovely little small café.

"You'll love it here. We'll sit outside." He pulls out a large wicker chair for me.

"Why will I love it?" I ask as I sit on the polka dot cushion.

"They have the best porridge and your favorite fried stick bread," He smiles brightly at me when he sees my eyes light up.

The waitress approaches on a dribble when she spots Feng Teng in all his manly divine figure, but he's completely oblivious.

"We want to have two of the clams porridge and two set fried stick bread," He points at the menu and continue;

" An americano on the rock,no added ice and an espresso with an extra shot, sugar, please." He turns his face up to the waitress, blasting her with one of his smiles, reserved only for women.

"Thank you." he say

She appears to stagger slightly.

I laugh to myself. Yes, he had gave the waiteress the exact same affect on me in the past. Lol

When she eventually finds her voice.

"Err....Would you like an soy sauce or sesame oil add?" she ask.

He return her the menu, and taking off his sunglass so she gets the full impact of his stunning face.

"Sesame oil, please." He repky flatly.

I shake my head in dismay and check my phone, while the waitress makes a meal of writing out our basic order.

I wonder how Yi Lan date going on. I'm not so bothered about Fu Heng, he's undoubtedly in love  with his latest soul mate girlfriend.

"Would you like soy sauce or sesame oil add too miss?" She ask.

"Pardon,sorry?" I glance up from my phone and find the waitress still hovering.

"Babe. Would you soy sauce or sesame oil add?" Feng Teng repeats on a small smile.

"Ohh, sesame please," I anwer while my eye still on the phone screen.

He returns his glorious brown eyes to the wilting waitress.

"Both sesame, thank you," Feng Teng say.

I notice that she flashes her most willing smile before finally leaving us.

The woman's reaction over Feng Teng reminds me of how many others would have been before me.

It makes me feel crap at that time.

Grhhh....Was he as unreasonable and controlling with all the others?

Oh God, I bet there have been a few I guess.

I place my phone on the table and look across at Feng Teng, who's watching me closely, with chewing on his lip.

So now what's he thinking about?

"How are your legs?" he asks, but I know that's not what's got him chomping on his bottom lip.

"All good, do you run often?" I already know the answer to this.

No one gets up in the middle of the night to run fourteen miles unless they're serious about it.To

"To distracts me." He shrugs, sitting back in his chair, his expression thoughtful.

"Distracts you from...?"

He keeps his eyes on me.

"You," He admit.

I scoff.

He's obviously not running very much at the moment then, because he's spending most of his time by controlling all over my life.

"Huh? Why do you need a distracting from me?" I blurt.

"Because…" He sighs.

"I really can't stay away from you and worrying about you all the time, even I don't won't to." His tone harbours frustration.

Is he frustrated with me or with himself?

The waitress places our coffees on the table and lingers for a while, but she doesn't get blessed with another knock out smile.

Feng Teng focused on me alone. His statement is bitter sweet.

I'm delighted that he can't stay away from me, but at the same time slightly affronted that it seems to annoy him.

"Feng Teng. Why would you be that worrying?" I ask nonchalantly, while stirring my americano and mentally pleading for some satisfactory answers.

After a few moments have passed, he still hasn't answered so I glance up, discovering the cogs whirling at a hundred miles an hour and his bottom lip getting a punishing chew.

He eventually exhales noisily, dropping his eyes.

"It's really worrying because I always feel out of control," He returns his eyes to me, penetrating me with his fixed, brown stare.

"And being feeling out of control is not something I can't do well. That's not where you're concerned about," he sigh.

Ohhhhh. So is he admitting that he's a complete unreasonable control freak?

Hahaha...It's bloody obvious that he doesn't cope when he's defied and I've seen a real evidence of that.

"If you were more reasonable, you wouldn't feel out of control very often Feng Teng. Are you like this with in previous?" I blurt out.

His eyes widen, then narrow.

"Wei Lin. I've never cared enough about anyone else to feel like this before," He picks up his coffee.

"It'salways just f**king typical that I would go and find the most defiant woman on the planet to…"

"Try and control, you meant?" I raise my eyebrows at him, and he deepens his scowl on me.

"And what about other relationsh.i.p.s?" I ask again.

"I never do the relationsh.i.p.s. I'm not interested in getting involved. Plus, I don't have time." He spill his life calmly.