Chapter 5

Perhaps Cheng Xiangheng's comfort worked, and Ping'an didn't have any dreams for several days.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Ping An woke up and opened his eyes to see Cheng Xiangheng sitting on the sofa not far away, typing on the computer.

He must be dealing with work matters, his face was indifferent, and his slender white fingers flew across the keyboard, like the finest jade, with an indescribable nobleness.

There was a faint scent of gardenia in the room. She took a deep breath and felt at ease.

Cheng Xiangheng put the computer aside, came over, picked up Ping An, and took her to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, the food was brought into the room.

Cheng Xiangheng has been with her these days, and Ping'an's mood has improved a little, but she still doesn't like his despotism.

Ping'an frowned and swallowed the broccoli in his mouth. After he was three-quarters full, he finally couldn't help it and put down his chopsticks.

You can tell the chef has cooked it in various ways, but Ping An couldn't eat it at all.

Cheng Xiangheng picked up some food for Ping An and said, "You've eaten too little, An An."

Ping An stared at the expensive, healthy, but tasteless food on her plate. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Can you please give me my phone?"

It's been so long since I was discharged from the hospital, but he still refuses to give me his cell phone.

Cheng Xiangheng paused and put down his chopsticks. "You're recuperating now. Playing with your phone is bad for your health. Can you wait until you're better before buying it?"

Ping An thought, no, no, not at all, she was bored. Cheng Xiangheng didn't want her to go out yet, so she could only look at his face. No matter how good-looking a face was, she would get tired of it after looking at it too much.

She wants to watch videos on her phone and go shopping.

"Oh, okay." She said slowly.

She didn't notice that Cheng Xiangheng was talking about buying her a mobile phone, not giving her her own phone.

Cheng Xiangheng glanced at the food on Ping An's plate, curled his lips, and said, "If An An can finish all the food on the plate, I can ask the chef to make you fried chicken tonight."

That's what he said yesterday at noon, but in the evening, the fried chicken he asked the chef to make had no taste at all.

Big liar!

"Give me money. I want to eat the chicken cutlet I bought myself tonight."

Cheng Xiangheng chuckled softly.

An An is so cute, smart and lovely.

Cheng Xiangheng rarely smiled like this. When he smiled this time, there was a hint of worldly charm in his smile, and there was a sense of being within reach at the corners of his eyes, as if she could touch him at any cost if she stretched out her hand.

Ping'an blushed inexplicably. Her boyfriend was so handsome.

Cheng Xiangheng seemed to notice Ping An's mood change. He blinked and slowly approached her lips.

As the distance got closer, Ping An could smell a faint scent of gardenia on him, fresh and clean, just like him.

Cheng Xiangheng's breath was getting closer and closer, and his exhaled breath sprayed on Ping'an's neck. Perhaps because of excitement or excitement, his breathing slowly became unstable.

He was fascinated by her.

Ping An swallowed her saliva. No one could remain rational under such top-notch beauty, but she did.

Ping An stepped back a little and turned away with a red face.

Cheng Xiangheng felt Ping An's silent rejection, and a hint of gloom flashed across his face, but he returned to his elegant appearance in an instant.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

He apologized to her very gracefully, which made Ping An feel a little guilty.

Fortunately, Cheng Xiangheng did not show any sign of minding, and Ping An gradually felt relieved.

That night, Cheng Xiangheng was going to take Ping An to a musical.

Cheng Xiangheng prepared a long dress for her. The dress was white. Although the style was not close-fitting, the waistline was very close to the skin. After Ping An put it on, it fully showed the advantages of her figure and had a dignified and gentle beauty.

Ping'an looked at herself in the mirror again and again and felt that she was no different from a fairy.

Seeing her happy, Cheng Xiangheng smiled sincerely: "Everything is packed, let's go."

Ping'an's body stiffened for a moment, and he was reluctant to leave: "Let's go later, I haven't dressed enough yet."

Hearing Ping An's words, Cheng Xiangheng didn't know what he was thinking about, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He said softly, "This dress was originally for you. You can wear it as long as you want. There are still many at home. You can wear a hundred of them and throw away a hundred of them. If you don't like any of them, we can buy more or just make it custom."

Ping An was a little slow to react: "Should I wear this out? This..."

Ping An's first reaction was to refuse. She really liked the dress, but she felt that if she wore it, many people would pay attention to her. What if they secretly said she was pretentious, or talked about her being a country bumpkin who secretly wore nice clothes? That would definitely be an embarrassing scene!

Cheng Xiangheng guided her: "Don't you like this dress? Then I'll ask my assistant to send a few more."

"No!" Ping An blurted out, "I'm just afraid that others will say I don't deserve to wear this dress!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Ping An's face turned red instantly. How could she say what was in her heart?

For a moment, embarrassment and awkwardness surged into my heart.

She is a little too petty!

Cheng Xiangheng's expression became a little serious. He held Ping An's hand and said firmly, "An An, you are my baby, the best person in the world, and you deserve the best things in the world. I'm just afraid that I can't get what you want, so don't feel that you can't wear it out. It's an honor for this dress to be worn by you, and it's also an honor for others to see it."

In fact, if possible, Cheng Xiangheng would like to hide Ping An. He doesn't want others to peek at his treasure at all. If those dirty things take a look at his An An, it would be an insult to his An An!

An An just needs him to dress her up beautifully every day, only for him to see, and let her beauty bloom in front of him. They can do the most intimate things anywhere in the house... Just thinking about it makes Cheng Xiangheng feel excited.

But he couldn't really do that. If he hid An An, she would be angry... Cheng Xiangheng didn't want to make Ping An sad.

So he had to bear the pain and allow An An to go out occasionally, but she had to be accompanied by him.

Ping An didn't expect Cheng Xiangheng's attitude to become so serious, nor did she expect him to say that. She clenched her fingers, feeling a little embarrassed and a little happy.

The uneasiness in my heart seemed to be smoothed away by his words.

Cheng Xiangheng approached Ping An and said softly, "It's okay, An An. No one will think you don't deserve this dress. You are very beautiful."

She was so beautiful that he wanted to lift up her skirt and let her bite the hem of her skirt. He would hold An An's waist and do whatever he wanted to her body.

At that time, she would cry in grievance again, and her tears would fall down, hitting his chest and burning into his heart.

He would feel sorry for her, but his body would also be more excited.

She was so beautiful that he dared not show her to the world. He was afraid that the treasure would be seen, so he could only hide the treasure in a pathological way.

The darkness in Cheng Xiangheng's heart quickly surfaced again: "If An An really doesn't want to be seen by others, I will find a way so that no one can see you."

Ping'an was immersed in the shame of being seen by outsiders and did not notice Cheng Xiangheng's perverted and weird eyes. She nodded hesitantly.

Cheng Xiangheng did not lie to her. They took the VIP channel and there was no one on the road. He took her to the underground parking lot and then drove her there himself. The two of them watched the musical in the box.

Ping An said that she didn't understand it at all, but the characters were quite interesting. She fell asleep while listening. Cheng Xiangheng, on the other hand, was watching it seriously and attentively, which made her feel embarrassed.

When she returned home, Cheng Xiangheng introduced her to a kind-looking middle-aged woman named Wang Ma. When Cheng Xiangheng was not around, she could go to Wang Ma if she had any questions.

Wang Ma's attitude was warm and polite, which greatly eased the tension of Ping An, a little boy with social anxiety.

Finally, Cheng Xiangheng gave Ping An a latest mobile phone and a complete set of top-of-the-line electronic equipment.

Ping An would be lying if she said she wasn't touched. Her incredibly handsome boyfriend took care of everything for her and cared about everything. If she were to draw a line between them, she would seem too pretentious.

After thinking about it, Ping An stood on tiptoe and kissed Cheng Xiangheng on the chin when he was alone with him.

It was a very light and shallow action, without any passion or desire, just to express that very light and shallow liking, but it easily aroused the other person's desire.

Cheng Xiangheng's eyes changed, and the world was spinning. Ping An was pressed onto the bed. The bed was very large and soft. The brand logo that flashed by at the foot of the bed was something she had never seen before. Before she had time to think about it, the overwhelming scent of gardenias fell on her along with the kiss.

He was very excited, his breathing was extremely sexy, and he couldn't wait to restrain her with his hands, as if he was holding some delicacy that could run away at any time.

The snake in the deep swamp is patrolling its territory in Ping'an's mouth unscrupulously.

Ping'an was forced to make a broken sound in her throat and wanted to push the person in front of her away, but her body seemed to be more accustomed to him than her will.

Cheng Xiangheng was like a vicious drug addict, his aggressiveness was sky-high, and he was nothing like the handsome man he used to be. He lifted her legs without giving her permission, and she subconsciously clamped her waist around him.

Through a thin layer of shirt, she felt the strength of his waist.

Very hard, probably has at least six pack abs.

The hand that was originally safe was pushing Cheng Xiangheng. As the pushing went on, the hand unconsciously pulled Lin's collar and touched his chest muscles.

She was aroused and even made a comfortable sound like a kitten in her throat. Cheng Xiangheng kissed her neck, leaving a trail of marks.

His hand went up the hem of her skirt.

The next moment, Aunt Wang knocked on the door: "Sir and Madam, the meal is ready."

Ping'an's whole body stiffened, and without thinking, she kicked Cheng Xiangheng in the face. She rolled over on the bed, and wrapped herself up like a silkworm cocoon along with the quilt.

Cheng Xiangheng looked over. Her face was pink and tender, and her eyes were more feminine than usual, like the expensive little cakes in the window, silently tempting hungry passers-by to commit crimes.

Cheng Xiangheng swallowed and said nothing, then turned and went into the bathroom.

Ping An realized it belatedly and couldn't help but go crazy!!!

Ahhh! What did she just do?! She was clearly planning to refuse!

But it's really comfortable~

Ahh ...

Ping An was going crazy here, but Cheng Xiangheng was different.

In front of the bathroom mirror, Cheng Xiangheng looked at his fingers.

His fingers were stained with unknown water, and they were wet and sparkling under the light.

Cheng Xiangheng put his fingers into his mouth like a baby, sucking the honey on them bit by bit, and uttered shamelessly in an inarticulate voice: "Sister... Sister..."

Ping'an tidied herself up and changed into pajamas. The bathroom door was closed and she didn't dare to go over and knock on it, feeling that if she went over, something terrible would happen.

So she went downstairs to wait for him, and at the same time prepared herself mentally.

They were all adults already, and it was obvious that they had done this countless times before, otherwise their bodies wouldn't be so compatible.

Therefore, Ping An reluctantly ignored the embarrassment in his heart and opened his mobile phone as a diversion.

The mobile phone was the latest model. Ping An excitedly opened WeChat, but there were only a few people in the friend column. She had been out of touch for so long, and no one had asked about her. She then looked at her coin purse, but there was not a penny in it.

Ping An felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on him, and all his excitement disappeared.

She slowly downloaded a few apps, then looked at the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window and suddenly felt a little lonely.

It was hard to describe the loneliness. She felt empty inside, as if no one would know or care if she died.

The world goes on as usual, and she is just a speck of dust in the world.

Ping An sighed with difficulty.

At this moment, Ping An suddenly saw a green-labeled software in the software store, and she subconsciously clicked to download it.

The software was downloaded quickly. Ping'an opened the software like muscle memory, logged into his account, and clicked on the latest updated novel.

Ping'an turned around and lay down on the sofa, and was immediately attracted by the contents inside.

I don't know how long I read it, but when I was about to read the next chapter, the chapter suddenly asked me to pay.

Ping An clicked on the recharge button, and then sadly discovered that there was no money in any of her cards.

Damn it, why is she so poor!!!

No, she has to find a job quickly, otherwise she will really starve to death! ! !

After signing in sadly on the Green Label software and receiving a few pitiful coins, Ping An belatedly realized that he was hungry.

Looking at the time, more than an hour has passed.

Ping An subconsciously raised her head and met Cheng Xiangheng's gaze, who had been looking at her for who knows how long.

His hair was a little wet, and he looked indescribably lazy. His eyes were dark, and there was a thick mist in them.

Seeing Ping An looking at him, he gave a gentle smile.

Ping An said, "Boyfriend, can you help me find a job?"