Chapter 356 The moment I opened my eyes, I saw the woman I loved—pure bliss!

Nan Xia didn't ask anything more. Leaning against his broad chest, the familiar, cool fragrance gave her a strange sense of security, and the heat within her began to stir again.

The images of us sleeping together are still uncontrollably replaying in my mind—

Damn it, stop thinking about it.

She frowned slightly, trying to suppress her discomfort.

Song Yanzhi carried her into his car. Nan Xia slumped against the back of the seat as if her bones had been removed, her eyes tightly closed, trying her best to control the effects of the drug in her body.

The man glanced at her, knowing she was feeling unwell, but since she hadn't asked for his help, he didn't offer to either, lest she blame him again.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth, lit it with a flick of his lighter, crossed his long legs, took a drag, and exhaled a swirling cloud of smoke—

Nanxia smelled the faint scent of cigarettes in the car, feeling as if she were trapped in a damp and sultry fog, her whole body hot and humid, and she wanted to take off all her clothes.

She tugged at her dress at her chest, letting out a few uncontrollable moans.

Seeing her shoulder strap slip down, revealing her alluring, slender shoulders and the snow-white scenery of her chest, and hearing her moan so seductively, Song Yanzhi felt a tightness in his throat. With a cigarette between his teeth, he immediately pulled the strap back up for her and said in a deep voice:

"Don't tempt me, just bear with it, and take a cold bath when you get back."

It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep with her, but he was afraid that she would be angry when she woke up the next day and would ignore him even more.

As soon as he approached, Nan Xia suddenly lost control of the potent drug, turned around and pinned him against the back of the chair, one hand running through his short hair, forcefully kissing his thin lips that smelled of tobacco, while the other hand teased his lower abdomen—

“Hmm…” Song Yanzhi’s eyes widened as he looked at the enthusiastic and proactive woman. His heart was pounding as if it would burst out of his chest. She hadn’t been this enthusiastic towards him for many years.

He couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic and reluctant to push it away.

But I'm also afraid she won't talk to me tomorrow—

He grabbed her groping hand, pushed her away by her shoulder, and looked at the woman, his voice low and husky, "Calm down, don't blame me tomorrow. I took advantage of you."

"I won't blame you..." Nan Xia, who had just kissed him, had completely lost her mind and didn't know what she was saying. She just wanted to sleep with him.

"You wouldn't know, would you? Sit still." Song Yanzhi pushed her away again, the cigarette between his fingers in his mouth, his arms tightly holding her in his embrace, preventing her from moving.

Unable to move, Nanxia rested her head against his chest, rubbing against him repeatedly, unconsciously emitting soft, seductive breaths—

The bodyguard driving in front was blushing, his heart pounding, his blood surging, and his eyes were fixed on the road ahead. He didn't dare to look in the rearview mirror for a second, for fear of losing focus and crashing into the car in front of him!

Hearing her voice, Song Yanzhi's ears turned red involuntarily. He quickly covered her mouth and reminded her in a deep voice, "Don't shout..."

"Young Master Song, are we going to a hotel?" the bodyguard asked in a low voice.

“Go back to my villa,” he said.

The bodyguard responded and silently stepped on the gas. Half an hour later, they returned to Song Yanzhi's villa, carried her upstairs, and placed her on the bedside in the master bedroom. "Wait here for a moment, I'll go and run some cold water for you."

"No..." Nan Xia wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled hard. Song Yanzhi suddenly fell towards her, pinning her down. Before he could get up, she kissed him again, her hand impatiently tugging at his belt.

Song Yanzhi was so aroused by her that he lost his mind. He moved his lips away from hers and looked at her, saying in a hoarse voice, "If you've slept with me, you have to take responsibility, do you hear me?"

"Mmm..." Nan Xia looked at the man on top of her with hazy eyes, gave a perfunctory reply, then hooked her arms around his neck, bit his lips, and used one hand to rub and pinch his body very restlessly.

His familiar scent was very familiar to her, and she didn't find it repulsive at all.

Song Yanzhi took the initiative, his tender yet passionate kiss carrying six years of longing and six years of remorse; his love for her had long since seeped into his very bones.

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Inside a private room at the bar.

After the two children were taken away by the bodyguards, Duan Xue sat alone in the private room and waited for a long time, but President Lu and that woman did not come.

She thought, he must have already taken that woman to a hotel, right? He wouldn't care which man she slept with.

Tonight he's going to get that woman he wants. I wonder how much effort he'll put into her.

Duan Xue was about to leave when the door to the private room suddenly opened. She stared at the man who stormed in, momentarily stunned, and asked curiously:

"Mr. Lu, what's wrong? Didn't you go to the restroom with Attorney Nan? Where is she?"

"Take off your clothes." Lu Qinghe stormed in, angrily slamming the bright main light off, leaving only the warm, dim red glow. He strode over, pulled her off the sofa, and lifted her black miniskirt with one hand—

"Didn't you want to get with Attorney Nan tonight? Why are you here looking for me?" Duan Xue looked at the man, eager to know what had happened. Had that woman rejected him and run away?

She felt both happy and frustrated. This man could never have her, so he would keep thinking about her, which was really annoying.

"Shut up." He suddenly pushed her down onto the sofa, his movements somewhat rough, venting his displeasure. She cheated on him, so she shouldn't blame him for cheating on her in return!

Duan Xue couldn't help but laugh. It seemed he had guessed correctly; the woman definitely didn't want to sleep with him and had run away on her own.

I need to find an opportunity to let this man sleep with her at least once.

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The next morning

Zhouzhou and Qiaoqiao returned to the apartment, but they didn't see their mother, Uncle Lu, or even that nasty assistant.

"Strange, where did Mommy go? I wonder if Daddy managed to take any pictures of Uncle Lu and his assistant last night?" Zhouzhou stood in the living room, arms crossed, muttering to herself.

Qiaoqiao, who was standing next to her, also wanted to know, so she took out her phone and handed it to her brother, meaning that he should call and ask.

Zhouzhou understood what her sister meant. After thinking for a moment, she dialed her mother's number first, but her phone was off. "I hope something happened to Mommy."

He quickly dialed his dad's number again—

Song Yanzhi was still holding Nan Xia in his arms, fast asleep, when his phone suddenly rang, waking him up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the woman he loved, and a wave of happiness washed over him.

He reached for his phone on the bedside table, intending to hang up, but upon seeing it was his son, he answered and whispered a reply:

"Hello……"

"Daddy, I can't get in touch with Mommy. Her phone is off. You need to go find her quickly, what if she's been kidnapped by bad guys?" Zhouzhou called out to him worriedly.

"Your mommy is at my villa now, so don't worry, she's still sleeping. Don't wake her. I'm hanging up now."

Song Yanzhi hung up as soon as he finished speaking, leaving Zhouzhou staring wide-eyed and speechless for a long time! Mommy is sleeping in Daddy's villa?

It's already 11 a.m., the sun's high in the sky, and they're still in bed? Are they in the same bed?

Daddy's hoarse voice just now sounded like he hadn't woken up properly.