Chapter 98 Don’t Flirt If You Don’t Marry
Wen Si felt that he was completely finished.
The desire that has been suppressed for many years has been transformed into an insatiable beast without even realizing it. Once it is released from the cage, there is no possibility of it being taken back again.
She was obsessed with him, her sense of shame and morality all turned into powder before the ultimate pleasure.
Reason also temporarily recedes into the background.
Her body and soul were temporarily controlled by desire, and she spoke and acted entirely instinctively.
Jiang Zhihuai absolutely loved the way she showed no reservations in front of him.
But unfortunately, he had more important things to do before satisfying her desires.
Wen Si put his arms around his neck and hooked his legs around his waist.
His back was pressed against the cool tile wall, but his front was hot and hard.
She was fully prepared and couldn't wait any longer, but he was uncharacteristically different.
He was dawdling, just like Dayu when he was controlling floods, passing through the house three times without ever entering.
Wen Si was so anxious, and was about to mock him for not being able to do it, when he suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Before returning home, there is something I want to confirm with you."
"What's the matter?" Wen Si opened his eyes resentfully, and saw a smirk on the corner of his lips that she had just kissed, and his heart suddenly jumped.
The moment a bad premonition came to mind, Jiang Zhihuai leaned forward.
The center of her legs felt hot, and then she heard him ask: "Aren't you a bachelor? Then what does it mean for us to be like this now?"
His lips were close to her ear, and all the subtle airflow he brought up when he spoke was poured into her ears without any effort.
The teasing made her ears feel numb and itchy, and even that half of her body felt so limp that it seemed as if it was not her own.
Wen Si seemed to have arrived at the amusement park, but was told by the staff that the unlucky child who was less than 1.2 meters tall could not ride on the rides. He felt very upset and felt extremely uncomfortable.
But he still managed to regain some of his sanity, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said uncertainly: "Cannon | Friend?"
Jiang Zhihuai: "..."
Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't hold it back and laughed in anger.
But he didn't say much. He just said, "I've washed it, you wash it slowly."
Wen Si was aroused but had nowhere to vent his lust: "..."
She really wants to transform into a domineering president!
In this way, the damn Jiang Zhihuai can be imprisoned in his arms, and he smiled evilly: Man, you lit the fire yourself, and you are responsible for putting it out!
Then she robbed him and forced her to love him fiercely!
The more Wen Si thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. After hurriedly rinsing, he put on his bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.
Jiang Zhihuai had already put on a set of black silk pajamas and was lying upright on the bed. He looked angry.
Wen Si ignored him, wiped off the water on his body, opened his suitcase, and specially selected the sexiest nightgown to put on.
The burgundy silk made her skin whiter than snow and her waist was slender.
The large area of exposed skin on the back is only covered by criss-cross straps, which adds a bit of interest in resisting and welcoming.
She, a person who is used to seeing her beauty in her prime, thinks she is so beautiful. I don't believe he won't be moved!
After spinning beautifully in front of the mirror, Wen Si deliberately left the socket next to the dressing table unused and sat next to him with a hair dryer.
She plugged the plug into the socket on the bedside and blew her hair in front of him in a coquettish way.
Jiang Zhihuai pretended to be asleep out of anger: "..."
Along with the buzzing of the hair dryer, her hair was wrapped in the fragrance of shampoo and floated on his body and face, making it difficult for him not to feel itchy.
He opened his eyes helplessly and saw...
She was only wearing a nightgown that was made of extremely thin fabrics, and on the large area of exposed skin, there were still traces of the love she had had with him.
Dots of stars were imprinted on her creamy snow skin, like red plums blooming proudly in the ice and snow, which made his throat tighten. After his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously for a few times, Jiang Zhihuai turned sideways silently.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Sensing his restlessness, Wen Si felt even more proud. After blow-drying her hair slowly, she brought the skin care products to him to apply.
Essence water, lotion, eye cream, body lotion...
Finally, I sprayed a pump of perfume with the gimmick of 'aphrodisiac and beheading men'.
After tidying herself up from head to toe, Wen Si slowly climbed onto the bed and lay down side by side with him.
The little feet hidden in the quilt moved forward inch by inch restlessly.
First she touched his feet tentatively, and after making sure he didn't have any repulsive reaction, she gradually became bolder.
The little feet followed his legs and rubbed all the way up until...
Jiang Zhihuai suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed her ankle.
"If you're not married, don't tease her, just sleep well."
"I can't sleep." Wen Si let him hold her ankle without struggling.
However, he behaved like an unusual gentleman and did not even take the opportunity to touch her. He relaxed his hand and said, "Then take this opportunity to think carefully about how to answer that question."
The person who had been chasing her relentlessly, trying to create opportunities to flirt with her even when there was no chance, suddenly rejected her thousands of miles away. Wen Si's heart was not as relaxed as he had imagined, but instead felt extremely heavy.
She sighed silently in her heart, knowing exactly what kind of answer he wanted without even thinking about it.
It's nothing more than a title.
To be fair, she didn't hate him, she even liked him very much.
It was the same three years ago, and it will be the same three years later.
He is handsome, has a good figure, has a clean family background, and is a decent man...
The resemblance to the man she hated and feared the most was almost zero.
She may not make the same mistake as her mother and grandmother.
But she knew it was one thing, but when she really wanted to make up her mind to take a gamble, it was difficult for her to muster the courage.
It's like a person suffering from acrophobia is forced to stand next to a glass plank road built at an altitude of 10,000 meters, knowing that nothing will happen to her after stepping on that foot. The probability of the glass breaking is so small that it is almost impossible to happen. An accident happened, but she was still afraid that her legs would become weak.
Because even if it is a small probability event, there is still a possibility of it happening.
Any small probability event that happens to an ordinary person will cause devastating damage.
As long as you gamble, there is a possibility of losing.
So she directly chose not to go to the table, but to the bridge.
Although there is no risk of losing, the possibility of winning is also eliminated.
She could never see the scenery on the other side of the bridge.
I can only stay in place day after day, watching others crossing the bridge.
Can she, who has always been competitive and brave enough to take on challenges, really be willing to stay where she is?
Wen Si was in a mess.
After thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "I know the answer to that question, but it's still difficult to make up my mind."
(End of chapter)