Chapter 49 bb.

When she woke up again, it was already bright outside. Behind the white gauze curtain, there was a vast expanse of polar snow.

Zhao Manzhi curled up alone on the large double bed, like a small cocoon. She tried to move, but her limbs seemed to be torn apart and reassembled. She was so sore that she couldn't move them, especially her legs, which were almost unable to close.

The light was too strong, and she couldn't adapt to it for a while, so she put her hand in front of her forehead and squinted. Everything that happened last night flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern. Even with the soreness of her body and the light or heavy red marks as evidence, Zhao Manzhi still didn't have a strong sense of reality.

Until she heard Zhuang Youkai's voice coming from the hallway outside the bedroom.

He seemed to be talking on the phone, and his Cantonese accent was cold and noble, no different from usual, with the patience of a superior who stops when he is satisfied.

Zhao Manzhi realized belatedly how ridiculous she had done.

She slept with her boss.

Or the man who is rumored to exchange insults with paparazzi who fabricate gossip.

Although it is a very old rumor, when listening to Li Ke's story, Zhao Manzhi felt that Zhuang Youkai's character was completely capable of doing such a thing.

So what is waiting for her next, will he be sent to Southeast Asia?

Zhao Manzhi closed her eyes helplessly and lay dead on the bed.

It is true that alcohol makes cowards bold. Last night, she dared to say anything nonsense under the influence of alcohol. If she was given a chance to travel back in time, Zhao Manzhi would definitely pinch herself at that time and not do anything stupid.

After a long ideological struggle, she got up on tiptoe and went to the bathroom, ready to cover up the evidence of her past love affair. As a result, she found that her body was unusually refreshed, and even the heavy makeup she put on before going to bed to match the evening dress was removed at some point.

Did she remove it herself? Why doesn't she have this memory?

Or did Zhuang Youkai ask someone to help?

But compared to the face, it seems that other places are more concerned. Not only have they been cleaned, but they have also been treated with medicine.

She couldn't imagine Zhuang Youkai condescending to do these things, and she didn't dare to imagine what the other person's expression would be if he called for help.

The bathtub was filling with water, and Zhao Manzhi stood beside it wrapped in a bathrobe, her eyes had long been distracted, and she didn't know where her thoughts were drifting.

Zhuang Youkai stood at the door and watched for a while, until the water was about to overflow, then he reminded her, "It's going to flood the Golden Mountain."

Zhao Manzhi came back to her senses and quickly tightened the valve, "Then why are you still watching the fun, don't you know how to show some mercy?"

After a pause, she realized that something was even more wrong, "No, you just barged in when someone was taking a bath?"

"First, you didn't close the door, and second, yesterday..."

Zhao Manzhi covered his wanton mouth, her face flushed, "Okay, that's it."

She hadn't figured out how to face this fact yet, so she didn't need him to make things worse.

Zhuang Youkai pushed him away, put his arm around her waist, and said with a smile, "Have you turned against me?"

"I haven't." Zhao Manzhi was not used to the sudden intimacy. She felt a little uncomfortable and didn't even know what to do with her hands. She could only curl them up against her chest in grievance, like a flower bud waiting to bloom. "If you want to talk about turning against me, it's not my turn..."

"Then what are you doing? Are you planning to pack up and sneak away when no one is paying attention, right?"

"..." She guessed her plan completely.

Zhao Manzhi was a little embarrassed, avoiding his gaze, and explained, "I'm not as pitiful as you think. I booked a ticket home and will be going to the airport soon."

Zhuang Youkai stretched out his voice, "Oh, what time is the flight? Don't be late."

"Three o'clock in the afternoon." Zhao Manzhi was immediately alert, "No, what time is it now?"

"Three o'clock in the afternoon."

"..."

He slowly pushed her hair behind her ears, as intimate as last night, "The flight to Hangzhou was just approved today, and it can only depart tomorrow, just enough for you to rest for a day."

"Flight..." Her head was not very clear after the hangover. When she realized what the other party was saying, her heart seemed to have been rubbed, and after the sourness, it became a little sweet, "You want to send me off? Don't you have work to do later?" "

It doesn't matter."

In the long phone call just now, he had explained everything he could explain, and took two or three days to give himself a short vacation.

Her tear seemed to be engraved in her heart, and she felt a dull pain when she thought of it.

Zhuang Youkai thought for a long time in the silent snowy night. She felt wronged, worried, and insecure because she thought that he was just a pastime for her after busy work. All

he could do was to separate himself from the work status and let her accept him with another identity to ease this shaky uncertainty.

Zhao Manzhi didn't think so much, but she was too immature, so she was afraid of not being able to grasp the right degree. Fortunately, Zhuang Youkai's words gradually relaxed her, nestled in his arms, and naturally put her hand on her shoulder, "Will this not be too good, people will say you..."

"What to say about me?" He lowered his head and took a deep breath of her rich body fragrance, "Let alone whether I dare to say it or not, if you really say something bad about me, I can scold it."

Zhao Manzhi was amused by him and laughed, "Who said this, you are not serious at all. I was thinking that you work all year round, and suddenly taking a day off will cause some speculation."

For example, if something big happened to the Zhuang family and how Huanye was affected. In comparison, Mr. Zhuang's secret lover seemed quite insignificant.

"You said it so clearly, but if I really leave, you won't be happy."

"No way, if you leave, I'll go home. It's something we both agreed to, and no one should be held responsible."

"It's me who doesn't want to leave. I'm relying on you and want you to be responsible, okay?"

He said, and covered her with his thin lips, with a bit of mint coolness. Zhao Manzhi's body froze for a moment, then half raised her head and kissed back like a bluebird drinking dew.

They had kissed many times before, from feasting to passion, and gradually got into the mood.

The person who had just tasted the sweetness couldn't resist the teasing. I don't know when it started, the whole person was as soft as a puddle of mud, hanging on him like a boneless person.

For the first time, she blamed her body a little. Before she did anything, she whimpered and ejaculated once. It was so disappointing.

Zhuang Youkai just added fuel to the fire, "It's a good thing you didn't take a shower just now, otherwise you would have to take a shower again and live in the bathroom all day."

Zhao Manzhi was embarrassed and annoyed, "Why didn't I see you talk so much before? It's really annoying."

She pushed Zhuang Youkai and got down from the washbasin, "You go out, I'll take a shower quickly. I have to call my parents later. I agreed to go home today, and they are going to pick me up."

He stepped out and saw a messy room. The warmth of last night was still there, but Zhao Manzhi's words made him feel like he was falling into a cold kiln.

She seemed to mind having a deep connection between them.

Zhao Manzhi washed up, called Ms. Ding and said that she would be late for overtime work a day, comforted her, and then walked out slowly.

At first glance, I saw the back of Zhuang Youkai sitting in the office chair of the executive suite. The window view framed the half-white Beijing, making him look more like an isolated island.

She walked over, put her arms around him from behind, and whispered, "I'm done with my call."

He took her hand in response.

Zhao Manzhi noticed that he was in a bad mood and pursed her lips. "What's wrong? Is it because of work?"

"No."

"What is that? I rarely see you so upset."

Zhuang Youkai turned around and pulled her to sit on his lap. "Nothing. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Manzhi hated guessing the most. When she heard his answer, her brows also frowned. "If you don't tell me, I will think it has something to do with me. Then what should I eat? I can't eat anything."

He seemed to sigh silently.

After living for more than 20 years, he never thought that he would be seen through so thoroughly by a little girl. But she could still be so arrogant and make him surrender.

Zhuang Youkai leaned his head against her neck. "You said you don't want to be responsible. Is it an angry remark?"

So this is it.

Zhao Manzhi thought about it. It was just a joke just now. She didn't expect him to take it seriously.

"That's just a joke." She patted him, "and who would reject you? If it were someone else, they would be so happy that they wouldn't have time to..."

As she spoke, she could clearly feel the force on her hand getting stronger.

Zhuang Youkai's voice was a little muffled, "No one else."

"Okay, then talk about me." Zhao Manzhi lowered her head and leaned against him, "Of course I was joking, but I really think so. I don't know how Mr. Zhuang treats me, but I like you very much, so I want to be close to you. This is a natural thing. There is no one who owes anyone anything, and who is responsible for whom."

She wanted an equal relationship, not one party relying on the other, and not receiving benefits from anyone, so that she would have the confidence to withdraw at any time.

Zhuang Youkai listened, but he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart - should he be happy that she liked him too, or should he be bitter because he was in a position of being chosen?

He fell into doubt for the first time. Was it because he was not good enough that she couldn't rely on him with confidence? But in terms of conditions, there were few people in the world who were better than him.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Manzhi pulled out her hand and held his face. This was the first time she looked at Zhuang Youkai carefully from top to bottom. His nose was high and narrow, his seagull-shaped eyes were beautifully drawn, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, making his gaze look more affectionate.

Last night, between the snow and the moonlight, looking at such a face, getting close and kissing, it would be a lie

to say that she was not moved. She liked him, and it was not easy to take this step. As for the ending, no matter how beautiful her words were, they were just deceiving herself.

Her kiss was like a sweet rain, temporarily saving him from his distress. At first, Zhao Manzhi kissed him clumsily, but she pressed her lips against his and carefully extended her tongue. Later, after getting a response, she went deeper little by little until they were both breathing rapidly and couldn't bear the passion.

Zhao Manzhi suddenly stopped and panted slightly, "I don't feel wronged, and Mr. Zhuang doesn't have to feel indebted. Promise me, okay?"

Zhuang Youkai stared into her eyes, "Okay."

She was so sweet, and he would be addicted if he smelled her for a while longer. He kissed Zhao Manzhi's shoulders gently, along the collarbone and neck, all the way to the corner of her lips.

Later, when the sky was about to darken and the shadows of the clouds dimmed, she lay weakly on Zhuang Youkai's shoulder. Both of their bodies were wet with sweat, as if they had just been caught in the rain.

Well, cloud and rain also count as rain.

Zhao Manzhi closed her eyes, her heartbeat was so fast that it was about to burst through her chest, but her body was soft and she couldn't use any strength. He was still in her body, full and swollen, and she could feel the beating when she turned slightly.

"Hey," she said in a hoarse voice, "I want to drink water."

The man below chuckled and kissed her earlobe, "You had a name just now, and now it becomes 'hey'?"

When she was confused and fascinated, she said all kinds of nonsense, and he only said this to show his mercy.

Zhao Manzhi blushed and tried to get up from him, "Then let me go."

Zhuang Youkai held her down, Zhao Manzhi was suddenly startled, and he gasped, "It seems that you won't let me go, bb."

He spoke Cantonese too seriously, and it was rare for him to be so frivolous. Zhao Manzhi was too embarrassed to hide, so she could only bite his shoulder to vent her anger.

Later, I don't know who started it, and the two kissed for a while. In the closed space, besides the turbid air of the desire, there was the sound of water entangled. After a long time, Zhuang Youkai finally let go of this peach-like girl. He patted her back gently and coaxed her, "Do you want to eat?"

Zhao Manzhi shook her head exhaustedly, "I can't walk."

"Then ask someone to bring it up. After you take a shower, go back to my room first and wait for someone to clean up here."

After experiencing their several indulgences, the bed, bathroom, and desk were all in a mess. Zhao Manzhi didn't even dare to take a look, "... um."

Even a day ago, she would never have thought that there would be a day in her life that would be completely wasted on such things, and she would enjoy it.

It's terrible. Zhuang Youkai, this man, is really addictive.