The car was extremely stuffy. Jiang Li said with difficulty, "Can you open the window?"
When she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse, a hoarseness she had never heard from herself before. There was a natural charm in her tone.
Xiao Yanzhi glanced down at her and opened the window.
The cool wind after the rain rushed in through the window, taking away the heat on her skin the moment it came in.
Jiang Li got herself together. Xiao Yanzhi picked up his phone and made a call. He whispered instructions, "Come back after you're full."
Soon, Xue An "came back after being full". He was holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained two breads and two bottles of water.
Jiang Li was very hungry. She finished one of the breads in a short while. Eating too fast made her choke a bit. She unscrewed the bottle and gulped down the water.
She didn't pay any attention to her image throughout the whole process. After drinking the water, she screwed on the bottle cap and casually wiped the water off the corner of her mouth with her palm. Every movement was very smooth.
It seemed to have become her habit.
Xue An showed no expression on his face, but his heart was in turmoil.
How could this girl be like a starved ghost?
But in fact, she had gotten through many nights like this.
Jiang Li soon cast her eyes on the bag again.
Xiao Yanzhi seemed to have guessed what she was hesitating about. "I won't eat. Both are for you."
Jiang Li let out a soft sigh of relief and tore open the packaging of the second bread.
She was still wearing the same clothes she had worn in the bar just now, a short black camisole that showed her collarbone and her slender waist.
...
This was the first time Xiao Yanzhi had brought a woman back to Ruiyuan.
Ruiyuan was a villa he had bought before. Although it was a bit deserted, the overall decoration style was very artistic.
There were some art paintings with a very personal style hanging on the wall, and there were also several antique vases that seemed to be very valuable placed in the room. There were some unique patterns painted on the bottle walls.
Jiang Li stood at the entrance and couldn't help taking a few more glances.
Xiao Yanzhi walked into the living room lazily. He looked back at her and said, "What are you standing there for?"
"It's not what I imagined."
Xiao Yanzhi turned around. His tone was calm but still patient. "How is it different?"
Jiang Li parted her lips and confessed, "I thought it would be a simpler gray and white decoration style - that's how the domineering CEOs in novels are."
Xiao Yanzhi stared at her for a few seconds and seemed to let out a faint laugh. "Jiang Li, read fewer romance novels."
Jiang Li stuck out her tongue but didn't argue with him. Soon, someone brought some female supplies and a few sets of pajamas.
Jiang Li went over to take a look at the size on the tag. She murmured something in a low voice and then silently put it back.
"What's the problem this time?" Xiao Yanzhi looked at her with interest.
Jiang Li tilted her head. "The size of the underwear is too small. It's not my size. I can't wear it."
When she said this, her tone was very straightforward as she directly answered his question.
Xiao Yanzhi couldn't help laughing. "It was their negligence. They didn't ask your size in advance. Someone will transfer the money to your account tomorrow. You can go to the mall and pick out a few sets by yourself."
Jiang Li only then realized that she had been a bit too straightforward. She quickly defended herself, "I don't mean to ask you for money."
Xiao Yanzhi looked at her with a half - smile. "Is there a difference?"
It seemed not.
Whether she would ask for money or not, he would give her a considerable amount of pocket money to let her dress up beautifully to please him.
Regardless of whether she had a formal status or not, as long as she was his woman, she must be dressed beautifully and exquisitely. This was the pride of the rich.
...
Jiang Li took a comfortable bath in the bathroom.
She had been caught in the rain all night. Although the warm air in the car had warmed her body up, it was only when the hot water rushed over her that she felt truly alive again.
When she finished bathing, the lights in the living room were already turned off. The door of the study was left ajar, and the light inside was still on.
Jiang Li walked over and gently pushed open the door.
Xiao Yanzhi was working in front of the computer. He should have taken a bath in the bathroom of the master bedroom and had already changed into his home clothes. His short hair hung on his forehead. He no longer looked as imposing as before but had a bit more laziness.
Only the lamp on the table was on. The light was not bright enough, making his facial features look even more profound and three - dimensional.
He looked up.
"Finished bathing?"
Although she had pushed the door open openly, at this moment, she felt as if she had been caught sneaking around. She felt inexplicably embarrassed.
"Come here."
Jiang Li obediently walked over.
As soon as she got close to the desk, the other person pulled her into his arms without any hesitation and pressed her onto his lap.
Among those sets of pajamas, the other ones were all too small in size. She could only wear the only loose silk nightgown.
Sitting on his lap at this moment, the thin silk was no obstacle at all. She could clearly feel the heat of his thigh.
The moment he hugged her, the tiredness of the whole night seemed to finally be relieved.
Since there had been a precedent in the car, everything that happened later seemed so natural. When he kissed her, her body was no longer so stiff, and that sense of strangeness was also eliminated.
His breathing gradually became heavy, and the lust in his eyes deepened. His Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and his well - defined hands began their "artistic act" again.
While doing this, he couldn't help questioning himself inside.
It turned out that besides painting, his hands could also do another thing that made him feel happy.
The nightgown was really convenient.
Jiang Li felt as if her breath was being taken away. Although she had just taken a bath, her body began to feel sticky again.
So she began to tremble, and her legs sitting on his lap involuntarily crossed and rubbed against each other.
All of her reactions stemmed from her most real instincts.
Xiao Yanzhi took out his hand, pushed the hair on her forehead aside to expose her forehead, and gently kissed it. "Do you want to go back to the room?"
Jiang Li swore that she had never been so embarrassed in her life. Her voice when answering was even nasal, as if she had a bad cold.
He carried her back to the bedroom.
Jiang Li had imagined this scene countless times. She thought it would be extremely painful, but besides the initial feeling of a foreign object, it became smoother and smoother later. She seemed to be caught in a deep whirlpool.
Throughout the whole night, Xiao Yanzhi also experienced such pleasure and fun for the first time.
It was Jiang Li who brought it to him.
He even thought that this would become an addiction for him in the future.
An addiction that he couldn't quit.
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Jiang Li suddenly sat up from the bed.
She had re - lived everything from the bar to going home with Xiao Yanzhi in her dream. Suddenly, she remembered that she was sleeping in his room, so she instantly opened her eyes and sat up like a carp flipping.
"Xiao..."
She turned her head. The bedside was empty.
If it weren't for the soreness on her body, she would have thought that last night was just a spring dream she had.