The room was not lit. It was so dim that they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly.
Jiang Li raised her eyes and stared steadily at Xiao Yanzhi. Meeting his gaze expressionlessly, she said, "Weren't you having dinner with Qin Yaoyao earlier? How could you be hungry?"
As she said this, there was a tinge of melancholy that even she herself didn't notice, but it only flashed by. If one wasn't careful enough, it would be easily overlooked.
There had been a coldness in the corners of his eyes and brows, but now there was a hint of ripples. His tone was meaningful as he said, "I didn't have much of an appetite then, but I'm suddenly a bit hungry now."
Jiang Li knew what this meant.
From that moment on, the meaning behind their words had long since ceased to be about having dinner.
The two of them just stared at each other. Xiao Yanzhi's eyes were dark, and his look at her seemed to be on fire.
Jiang Li had thought that Xiao Yanzhi wouldn't come tonight. She had just changed into a spaghetti - strap nightgown and was about to go to bed.
A pair of fair and slender legs were exposed. The shoulder straps were so thin that they seemed to break with a single tug. The skin on her chest was as white as snow, and her perfect and alluring curves were bound to arouse people's imagination. A few strands of hair were caught in them, making one's heart flutter.
His eyes grew even more profound.
Jiang Li lowered her eyes and bit her lips. "There's nothing to eat now. I've poured it all into the trash can."
Xiao Yanzhi didn't care. He casually undid the buttons of his shirt, and his eyes were veiled in a dim light.
He walked straight over, his big palm clasped on her back, and pulled her into his arms.
His voice was hoarse with suppressed impatience. "Tell me what I want to eat, huh?"
Jiang Li's hands were forced to rest on his chest. Curled up in Xiao Yanzhi's arms, when she looked up, she could only see his bobbing Adam's apple and his heaving breath.
Jiang Li smelled the familiar cold and sharp scent on him, which she usually craved the most.
But today, for no reason, there was a faint, sweet strawberry aroma mixed in.
It wasn't from her.
Jiang Li suddenly felt a bit resistant. She wanted to push him away, but the man forced her step by step against the wall, not allowing her to struggle or move.
Xiao Yanzhi still remembered the determined tone in Jiang Li's voice when she told him to come back on the phone. There was a hint of a smile in his voice as he said, "Haven't touched you for a few days, and you miss me this much?"
Jiang Li's eyelashes fluttered.
She didn't know where Xiao Yanzhi got this conclusion from, but his hand had already grasped her waist, and he seemed to be in a very good mood. "Since you miss me so much, be more proactive today."
Jiang Li tilted her head back, her eyes skimming past the man's face. Her slender neck was held high, and she was like a noble white swan. Suddenly, she smiled, her features beautiful and charming. "Then go take a shower first."
It was a rare coquettish tone.
Xiao Yanzhi's eyes moved slightly.
He thought this was Jiang Li's enthusiastic invitation, but in fact, she just couldn't stand the smell of other women on him.
It would make her feel so nauseous that she didn't even want to play this game.
Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang Li simply stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his mouth to soothe him. Her tone became urging. "Hurry up."
The rising end - note of Jiang Li's soft hum carried an unconscious lazy allure.
Xiao Yanzhi's pupils darkened even more. He wrapped his arms around her waist and was reluctant to let go for a long time. His thin lips gently rubbed against her earlobe, and his voice was hoarse. "Good Li Li, take a shower with me."
Jiang Li originally refused.
Taking a shower with him would mean more than just taking a shower.
But once Xiao Yanzhi got excited, any of her resistance was just seen as coy refusal in his eyes.
...
When Xiao Yanzhi carried her out of the bathroom, Jiang Li was all wet. She was like a fish fished out of the water, her breathing unsteady. She curled up weakly in his arms.
The shower had lasted nearly two hours, but the man's enthusiasm hadn't diminished at all. He carried her to the bedside of the bedroom, gently dried her body, and even blow - dried her hair.
Under the warm wind, Jiang Li felt warm all over. Half - asleep, she wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed her forehead against his chest.
"I'm so sleepy." Her voice was soft, and there was a hint of charm in her murmur. "Can I go to sleep?"
Xiao Yanzhi's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was hoarse. "Don't be in a hurry. We haven't done the main thing yet."
His big hand landed on the side of her ear and gently pinched her earlobe. The rough feeling of his fingers made Jiang Li tremble all over.
Her most sensitive spot was her ears.
Xiao Yanzhi leaned over, and his thin lips kissed all the way down, first on her nose, then on her cheek, and finally stopped on her lips.
Her lips were soft and very kissable.
It was addictive.
After all the commotion, the spaghetti - strap nightgown that she had just put on was in disarray again. The straps slipped from her shoulders to her elbows, revealing her smooth shoulders, collarbone, and a large expanse of snow - white skin.
Xiao Yanzhi looked down at her, and his eyes were gradually replaced by a burning heat.
After his several provocations, Jiang Li had long lost her drowsiness. Her pair of clear eyes stared at the man close at hand, and she was in a daze for a moment.
"Good Li Li, don't be distracted." The man leaned on the bed with his upper body. His voice was extremely hoarse. His big hand guided her small hand and slowly explored downward.
The moment her hand touched the scorching heat, the man frowned slightly but then slowly relaxed.
She always knew how to please him.
"Li Li, come here." His breathing was heavy, and the male hormones he exuded were burning, filling the whole room. Jiang Li's body trembled.
Today, she was especially cooperative.
Xiao Yanzhi held her waist and watched as she indulged in pleasure. Her clear eyes were gradually covered with a hazy look. Finally, exhausted, she slumped into his arms.
After enjoying her proactiveness enough, the man suddenly held her legs and picked her up into the air.
In just one second, Jiang Li was pressed onto the bed by Xiao Yanzhi.
The beauty beneath him had her eyes slightly closed. Moans escaped from her lips from time to time. The blush on her cheeks made the darkness in Xiao Yanzhi's eyes roll.
Her voice was so soft. She kept calling his name over and over again. "Xiao Yanzhi... Xiao Yanzhi..."
"Call me A Yan." Xiao Yanzhi lowered his eyes, got close to her ear, and his breath blew on her earlobe. "Li Li, call me A Yan."
"A Yan..." She murmured, never being so obedient before.
That night, he didn't stop, even though Jiang Li had called for a stop several times.
--
The lingering came to an end.
Jiang Li was exhausted all over, but she had no drowsiness at all. She just nestled in Xiao Yanzhi's arms, feeling this man.
The only man she had ever fallen in love with and given her heart to.
Xiao Yanzhi closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep. His cold and hard face was rarely gentle.
The infatuation and attachment in Jiang Li's eyes faded away bit by bit, and she returned to her usual cold and aloof self.
She remembered the "A Yan" he had forced her to call him when they were in the heat of passion.
For so many years, she had never called him like this.
But Qin Yaoyao called him like this.
Just as she was in a daze, the man with his eyes closed suddenly spoke in a deep and hoarse voice. "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"