Ever Night Chinese Novels & Stories

Why was it called a one-night stand again? Selene understood how Sia felt. She knew she shouldn't be bringing the night up again but she couldn't help it. She rushed to see him and tell him how she felt about that night. They never got the chance the tell each other about their feelings and it irked her. She craved his face, his touch. She couldn't think straight. Sia looked at her friend and was at a loss for words for some time. "Okay let's say you want to meet him. Do you know him from Adams?" she asked.

I had drunk several bottles of mineral water while on the bus. Therefore, I felt the urge to get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. When I groggily opened my eyes, I noticed that Kathleen wasn't in bed. On my way to the bathroom, I passed by the living room and saw a dim, red light flickering from the room next door. It was just the two of us at home—could Kathleen be in there? If it was her, what was she doing there this late at night?

He turns toward me and smiles. “Our chef had made Chinese tonight, I brought a bit of everything,” he says, moving so I can see. My stomach instantly rumbles in response. I recognize the rice and some chicken as something I’ve had before. “I’ll take a look at it. But I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep without one big question getting answered,” I say, moving to stand across from him. I lean back against the counter and cross my arms, grateful the shirt is so big it covers my boobs pretty well.

"God, here's another poser!" My roommate, Fiona Sharpe, grinned as she shoved her phone at us. Its screen showed a student chat group where a bold message stood out. It read, "Urgently looking for a female date—must be attractive—to accompany me to a banquet. You'll receive ten grand upfront as payment."

Murat brushed it off as if it were perfectly normal. He then led Emily to sit on the sofa in the living room of his apartment unit. "So what would you like for dinner, Emily? I'll order delivery before it gets too late," Murat asked. "I think I want Chinese food. Do you like it, Murat? The restaurant near my apartment is usually open until midnight. They specialize in that cuisine. It's called Hónglián Restaurant. Check it out on the delivery app," Emily replied, sitting next to Murat and turning on the TV with the remote to watch the local news broadcast.

Adam knew he wanted to propose to Samantha for a long time, but he wanted to make it special. He planned a romantic evening at a fancy restaurant, with candles and rose petals scattered around the table. After dinner, he took Samantha to a rooftop overlooking the city, where he got down on one knee and pulled out a ring.

They both wanted each other and they knew it. Then he turned her around and bent her over his desk. It was an almost exact repeat of the first time they met. *** "You came home kinda late today, how was work?" Sarah asked, pulling a bowl of chili out of the microwave. It was just a little past 8 pm and Kaitlyn was back in her apartment with Sarah. Sometimes they went home together after work and sometimes they didn't. It depended on whether they both finished up early or not and that night, Kaitlyn got really busy after the working hours. Tyrell eventually drove her home.

Me and Sharvni both shook our heads at her childishness as we laughed and followed her. We ordered sizzlers both veg and non-veg with fried rice and Manchurian. It's Saturday evening so the place is a bit crowdy so I am sitting here keeping seats for them and both of them went to take it from the counter. It is a coupon system here. This is the only best Chinese plaza that is available here. The other two were on the ground floor but we live this one. It was already past 8:30 but we had no fuss to return fast as we had already decided to go home late but before 11 pm. We don't have an office tomorrow so that is the big green flag for us to stay and enjoy. On the other side, we also need good

Murong Cheng paid more money and changed the standard room into a deluxe room with a king size bed. After nightfall, it was really like what Bai Wei said, the cold front came, the temperature dropped a lot at once, the wind outside the window whistled and howled like a ghost. Mu Zi nestled in Murong Cheng's arms, eyes looking out the window at the night scene. Every city's night scene is déjà vu, neon lights have taken away the stars, as far as the eye can see the fire trees and silver flowers, colorful. Obviously in a foreign country, Mu Zi feels particularly at ease and solid.

Turning off the front burner, she continued,"So it is just you & me tonight." I sucked in my bottom lip, gently biting down on it with my teeth. I had willing walked into this. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. "That's a lovely saying." She shrugged, taking one of the plates, carefully spooning food onto it. "I have made Shanghai Fried Noodles & General Tso's chicken. I hope you don't mind some Chinese food." I took the offered plate gratefully, nodding at her. "Of course, I love Chinese food." She gave me a crooked smile, her gaze still trained on the food she spooned on the plate. I waited for her and we walked to the island, only starting the food when she had made herself comfortable - even though the f