Chapter 84

After a gentle and lingering kiss, he unexpectedly bit her lower lip until a trace of blood oozed from her lip, and then he let go.

Guan Ying took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and met his affectionate yet restrained gaze beneath his wet eyelashes. She softly chided him, "You...why are you still biting me?"

"You were the one who started to play with me." He stretched out his body, intending to let her go, but it was not easy to control his desire, so he bit her one last time, hoping that she would push him away like she did just now. However, she did not move until he bit her. He stared into her eyes hesitantly: "Did you close your eyes just now?"

"How could I!" She turned her head away, regretting not pushing him away. It was his aggrieved and bullied look that made her soft-hearted and confused. Wasn't it just that she was dizzy from his kiss and closed her eyes involuntarily? What's so strange about that? Kissing with eyes open is strange. How could he ask such a stupid question!

Zheng Juyong turned around and followed her, leaving her with nowhere to hide. She had no choice but to act like an ostrich, closing her eyes tightly and confessing everything.

The hot breath from his nose, mixed with the smell of hormones under the collar, hit her face: "You do. You deliberately make me uncomfortable, make me collapse, make me crazy... You always laugh at me." He suppressed his laughter, pinched her chin, and turned her face back rudely.

He squeezed her cheeks, squeezing her mouth and eyes into a chubby steamed bun. She could only manage to utter, "I, didn't." A trickle of bright red blood slowly oozed from her pouting lower lip, like the juice from a steamed bun...

A heat surged up from the bottom of his abdomen. He had never been so hungry and eager to "eat" a woman. He wanted to rub her into his body madly, whether it was to "possess" her or "dedicate" himself to her. In short, he wanted to turn into a fireball with her and burn everything in the world, yesterday, today and tomorrow!

......

Night comes late in Dubai and only truly arrives when the lights come on.

The dogs outside were out on the street, barking a few times as if to greet each other; the light from the street lamps crept in through the window, as if deliberately teasing the couple, casting a charming light on a patch of the sofa.

She raised one arm and lazily covered her forehead with it, the other arm being pressed against his hairy head, unable to move. He must be tired, he should have been tired long ago.

But she just moved her body slightly, and he opened his eyes again, but the light beam was blocked by her arm, making it difficult for him to see her eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

"I regret it." Her whole body was sore and she felt as if she had been cut into eight pieces. Of course, she regretted it even more.

She really should have pushed him away earlier. Who knew he would go crazy and attack her so aggressively? By the time she regretted it, she could no longer resist.

"Did I do a bad job?" He pulled her hand away from her forehead, like a shy young wife asking for a compliment from the person next to her.

The light caught her eyes, and she frowned. She took the opportunity to pull her arm away from under his head, turned around, and regretted it even more: "How could it be you... How can I go back to see my uncle and aunt, how can I see Aunt Lin, how can I see..."

He rolled over with her, lying clinging to her back, his chin resting on her shoulder. He gently brushed the hair away from her ear with the tip of his nose and couldn't help laughing in her ear: "Oh, are you thinking about what's going to happen a year from now? As far as I know, none of your relationships have lasted more than a year, right? Is this different?"

"Who wants to fall in love with you? Dream on!" She shrugged her shoulders and pushed his chin away, as if she really regretted it.

"Oh!" Unexpectedly, he took advantage of the momentum and fell to the floor, landing in a messy pile of documents. There was a series of "crackling" sounds like firecrackers, and he didn't know if it hit the coffee table, but there were two loud "bangs".

The sofa wasn't wide enough to begin with, and he had just clung to her, barely able to lie on the outside. She hurriedly turned over to check: "Are you okay?"

"Haha, come down!" It turned out that the two thuds were caused by him pushing away the coffee table that was in the way. Now, he had opened up another place for fun.

"Wow, no..." But he had already pulled her down from the sofa and held her against his chest. "It's too uncomfortable, get up!" She slapped his arms around her waist, trying to break free.

"It didn't hurt you. Or would it hurt you if it hurt me?"

The embarrassing thing was that he was indeed cushioning her, separating the corners of the folder. After being taken advantage of so much, how could she tolerate him any longer? She said stubbornly, "You're digging my bones! Let go!"

At this time, the two of them should have been more intimate and affectionate, but she was so cold and stern, which really made him sad and upset. He followed her wishes, loosened his grip, and watched her slip away from him with a sad look.

"Be polite, please. Close your eyes!" When she stood up, she realized that his eyes were still on her, so she hugged her chest and yelled at him.

"Hey!" He sighed, turned over and sat up, and moved closer to her: "My sister, don't you think it's too late to say this now?"

"Ahhhhhh! Stop shouting, who is your sister! Ahhhhhh!" Guan Ying shook her head, regretting it so much that she was going crazy.

But he was very calm: "Didn't I always call you Guan Guanjie?"

Guan Ying said with messy hair: "No! Since coming here, you have been calling my name!"

"Guan Ying, Sister Guan Guan, isn't it all you?"

"Ahhh! Shut up! Close your eyes!" Guan Ying was about to collapse. She stood up and ran away, but she forgot that she had sprained her ankle and almost fell down.

When he realized what she was regretting, he felt relieved. She had so much baggage in her heart, and he had forgotten to help her unload it first. Thinking about it this way, it was he who was careless.

"Okay, you are Guan Ying, you are the little bully of West City." He stood up, picked her up from behind, hurriedly opened the bedroom door, and sent her to the bed.

When she got up from the sofa just now, she casually pulled the shawl and wrapped it around her body. Now that she reached the bed, she hurriedly jumped out of his arms, pulled off the shawl when she struggled, and hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, and hurriedly covered herself with it.

Having come this far with him, was it really that awkward and nervous for her? He leaned over and carried her to the bed, snatched the scarf from her hand, tore off the part wrapped around her body, and threw it behind him. He simply hated this scarf.

"Guan Ying, if you don't want us to, we don't have to tell anyone!" His face flushed, and he pressed her shoulders, as if he had made a final, virtuous decision: "You don't have to be responsible for me... If you haven't had enough fun, I'll play with you. It doesn't matter how long you play... a day, a year, a lifetime, it's up to you."

"...What do you mean?" His words, his eyes, his breath, his body, any one of them was enough to make her mind a mess at this moment.

He tapped her brow lightly with the back of his finger: "Just think of it as you playing tricks on me again."

"Oh..." She scratched her brow and finally understood what he said.

However, he was obviously a person who took relationships so seriously, so how could he say that it was so casual? Could it be that he was trying to appease her? In her impulse, she was indeed not mentally prepared enough and had no way to face the future for the time being, but that didn't mean she was casual!

Guan Ying's mind snapped back into focus. Shamefully, she raised her hand and lightly slapped his cheek. "What kind of scum am I... am I that careless? What do you mean by 'I'm playing with you'? Who was playing with who just now? Zheng Juyong, don't make me scold you!"

As expected of the little bully of West City, gentle and sweet words are out of the question.

Unexpectedly, his humble actions backfired, and Zheng Juyong was a little surprised: "Why were you so nervous just now? I just wanted to help you relieve your psychological burden."

"It's my first time too, and with you...how can I not be nervous?"

"At that time... I was obviously the one who was nervous... Wow, you could pretend at that time? How could you, a woman, be so scheming!" Zheng Juyong's eyes almost became as big as copper bells when he suddenly discovered a big problem.

From childhood to adulthood, she'd always been the boss, no matter what. She'd rarely been at a disadvantage when she was with him. How could she possibly have let him do whatever he wanted? Even if she pretended, she'd have to pretend they were evenly matched... She'd gotten nervous afterward, only when she saw him dozing off from exhaustion. Who knew he'd be so delusional and talk so much nonsense?

"At that time, you were still thinking about laughing at my joke. Isn't that toying with me?" He climbed up and pinched her mouth again, preventing her from saying anything hurtful. With a wicked smile, he said, "There's nothing I can do. It seems I can only learn from my experience and keep working hard. I can't let you regret today and only feel nervous instead of having fun. If I do that, what kind of man would I be?"

"Hello..."

......

The next morning, when he woke up, his pillow was empty.

Only the messy bed sheets and the torn scarf fluttering in the corner proved that last night was not his dream.

"Guan Ying?" He was desperate to see her, but she was nowhere to be found in the living room, bathroom, or kitchen. She had vanished along with the car downstairs. This time, she hadn't even left him a note. She must have known how much he'd miss her when he woke up. What a cruel woman!

He couldn't get through to her on the phone.

But Dong Zhiqiao called soon after: "Good morning, Brother Zheng! Haha, are you and Manager Guan still together?"

"It's neither good nor bad. She went to Riyadh alone." He promised her not to tell anyone.

"Really? Even if I gave you a chance, it's useless!" Dong Zhiqiao slammed the steering wheel anxiously on the other end of the phone. "Daniel seemed very confident. Yesterday, I saw that he didn't get angry until the dinner was over. I was worried he would go find you, so I followed his car all the way back to Riyadh."

"Zhiqiao, thank you for your hard work."

"That's fine by me. But what's going on over there? Didn't you guys run away? Why did you let Manager Guan come here alone?"

"I can't stop her from doing what she wants to do. Besides, Daniel is the only one who is confident in the tariff case. You saw with your own eyes yesterday how influential he is in the legal community here... Xicheng Steel just had an accident in China, and Huagang is making an offer right now. We can't refuse."

"This... I didn't expect the story behind it to be so complicated. It's just that all the things happened at the same time!" Dong Zhiqiao is no longer the same person he used to be. When he mentioned the accident at the Jingxi Steel Plant, he understood many of the helpless things involved.

"Zhiqiao, thank you. If you hadn't given me that push, I'd probably still be hiding in a hotel in Riyadh."

"Hey, good brother, let's not talk about that! When it comes to love, as men, once we make up our minds, we must fight and compete for it by all means. Don't ever care about face... Even if it doesn't work out in the end, at least you have tried your best, and you won't have anything to regret in the future!" Dong Zhiqiao thought he was frustrated and lost, so he tried his best to comfort and encourage him.

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Juyong walked to the bed with a grin on his face.

Although Dong Zhiqiao is young and reckless, what he said makes some sense. Waiting foolishly will only give others an opportunity to take advantage, but fighting and grabbing will not make you regret it.