Chapter 48 A Little More Kiss

This auction in Nancheng is held every winter, and the main items up for auction are calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, and jewelry.

There was nothing particularly unusual about it in the past.

But this time, the French Queen's pearl and diamond pendant attracted many ambitious collectors to bid, as well as a number of media outlets that were waiting in the wings.

There were many people, and it was a big event.

The organizers did not expect Zhao Zonglan to come in person, and he even brought a girl with him.

This girl has an extraordinary appearance and demeanor; she must be the daughter of someone in the entertainment industry.

However, they dared not pay too much attention to gossip.

The auction company manager respectfully led the way, "Mr. Zhao, we have reserved the best viewing box on the second floor for you. No one will disturb you. We hope you enjoy yourself."

Those in the industry know that Zhao Zonglan is very low-key, prefers quiet, and values ​​his privacy.

The entrance to the private VIP rooms on the second floor is guarded by a dedicated person. The windows are one-way glass, and the rooms are furnished with comfortable sofas, a viewing balcony, cigarettes, alcohol, and snacks, providing meticulous service.

Zhao Zonglan led Shen Jingni into the private room.

Chang An was very perceptive; he waited outside the screen.

Having just arrived in a new environment, Shen Jingni was a little curious. She took off her coat and looked around, then leaned over the glass window to look down at the auction seating area below.

Downstairs, collectors from all over the world have taken their seats.

The cameras have already been set up in the media area.

Zhao Zonglan sat relaxed on the sofa, took a cigarette from the pack, and was about to light it when he saw her turn around and walk quickly over, naturally throwing herself into his arms.

She hugged his neck sweetly and made a request as if it were perfectly natural, "Zhao Zonglan, I don't want to be photographed by the media."

The mainstream media are alright.

But nowadays, many media outlets, in order to grab attention, will create a gimmick, such as family feuds or extramarital affairs, etc. She doesn't want to see herself in the gossip news tomorrow.

Zhao Zonglan hadn't seen her for two days.

This little thing is throwing a tantrum and being very perfunctory when he replies to messages.

But now, she's so obediently snuggling into his arms, hugging his neck and acting all cute. Zhao Zonglan's usually cold and hard heart softened completely in an instant.

"No." He patted her head reassuringly.

No media outlet dared to report news about him without authorization.

This is why Zhao Zonglan's private life has remained a mystery to the outside world for so many years.

No one dared to pry into Mr. Zhao's private affairs.

Upon receiving his reply, Shen Jingni was happy again.

She got up to get the tablet on the small table, which the organizers had provided and contained electronic catalogs and details of all the items in the auction.

Zhao Zonglan, however, did not let her succeed.

He tossed the unlit cigarette in his hand onto the table beside him, then, holding her soft, slender waist, pulled her onto his lap.

Shen Jingni protested, "I need to see the items up for auction. Let me go first."

Zhao Zonglan wouldn't let her go.

A warm, large hand pressed against the back of her neck, and the man's passionate kiss landed on her.

He held her lips in his mouth, his tongue probing inside. Through her thin dress, his long fingers gently pressed against her soft waist, causing her to moan softly and her body to go even further.

She could only be held in his arms and bullied by him.

The private room was warm. Zhao Zonglan was wearing only a dark gray silk shirt, without a tie, and his trousers were neatly pressed. At first glance, he appeared dignified and composed, but also had a touch of casualness and nonchalance.

The sofa faces the floor-to-ceiling window.

Everything in the auction hall can be seen at a glance.

The auctioneer's professional voice came through, briefly introducing the first item up for auction.

Shen Jingni pushed him away and turned her head to avoid his kiss. "Zhao Zonglan, let's begin."

She also wants to light sky lanterns.

"Don't move."

Zhao Zonglan tightened his grip, holding the person close to his chest.

Her sweet scent was so alluring, and her lips were so soft and sweet—you could never get enough of them.

Just holding her like that, he almost lost control.

Two days is far too long.

Zhao Zonglan's eyes were dark as he nibbled on her crimson earlobe and whispered in her ear, "Kiss me a little longer."

His voice was deep and his hot breath teased the nerves in her ear, making her ears feel hot.

Shen Jingni nestled in his arms, her eyelashes trembling slightly. As if sensing something, her watery eyes widened involuntarily.

He was y.

How terrifying, he could still... in this situation.

"Um...you promised to let me light a sky lantern, you liar."

While being lightly kissed by him, Shen Jingni punched him.

Her eyes were bright and clear, and her voice trailed off with a soft tone. Even the two words she used to curse were so enticing that they made people itch with desire.

Zhao Zonglan leaned back on the sofa and pulled the person into his arms, kissing and coaxing, "I'll let you order later."

Shen Jingni felt a little better after that.

They stopped making a fuss.

I just hope the older man can calm down quickly and let her go.

But this brief intimacy was far from enough to satisfy Zhao Zonglan.

The burning heat in my lower abdomen only intensified.

Shen Jingni became anxious.

Her eyes darted around, and she leaned down in front of him, taking his prominent Adam's apple into her mouth. Then, taking advantage of his inattention, she slipped out of his arms and ran behind the screen.

Zhao Zonglan didn't chase after him. His tall figure sank lazily into the sofa, picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, lowered his eyes, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

You little rascal.

They really know how to torment people.

After a moment, he spoke in a deep voice: "Chang'an, let her in."

Without his permission, she couldn't possibly leave the private room.

Silly little cat.

Chang An, who was outside the screen, was unaware of what was happening inside. He only saw Shen Jingni suddenly run out, looking as if she was about to cry.

She wanted to go out, but the people at the door wouldn't let her.

Shen Jingni was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

What a scoundrel.

Why go in? Going in would just mean getting bullied by him again. She didn't want that.

Seeing that she was standing still, Chang An conveyed the message in a humble yet assertive manner: "Miss Chen, the master invites you in."

"I heard you, I heard you!" Shen Jingni shouted angrily, both embarrassed and annoyed. "My ears aren't deaf!"

Chang An: "..."

She pouted unhappily, walked around the screen and went inside, muttering curses at him again.

"Liar, you old bastard, all you do is bully people..."

Zhao Zonglan glanced at her, meeting her angry peach blossom eyes, and said in a low voice, "Don't you want to light the sky lantern?"

Shen Jingni stopped cursing.

But she still warned him with great pride, "You're not allowed to kiss me again tonight."

Zhao Zonglan, smoking a cigarette, did not respond.

She pouted and simply moved far away from him, refusing to go near him. Her thin, small body stood against the wall, looking tense and defensive, both funny and pitiful.

She's kind of cute.

think*.

I'll try my best.

His voice was calm, yet forceful: "Come here."