Chapter 63 Do You Like Me?
As he got off the elevator, Zhou Zhou thought about leaving.
This is undoubtedly a pure sexual attraction. Just a flick of the finger and a glance are enough to understand. It is the heart that is eager to move, but it is never a heartbeat.
When Cheng Yu brought her upstairs, he kept pressing her against his chest so that no one could see the bruises on the corner of her lips.
The throbbing sensation brought by the kiss dissipated as we slowly got into the elevator.
Zhou Zhou put her face on his chest, her arms around his strong waist, and her calm mood brought her back to her rationality.
When the elevator reached the floor, what she should have done was to decisively press the button for the first floor, not leave the guest room floor, and not have any more involvement with him.
She told herself this.
Cheng Yu also noticed that she was unusually quiet at the moment, so he patted her back from time to time and asked, "Do you want to leave?"
Zhou Zhou didn't answer, but just asked him: "Cheng Yu, do you like me?"
The hand stroking her back paused slightly.
This question seemed to disturb his mind, and the big hand that stopped at her back pressed her down, pushing her closer to him.
Zhou Zhou had a vague feeling.
Her previous sexual partners also wanted to develop a romantic relationship from being bed partners, but she was probably cold-hearted by nature and would not extend the sensual pleasure in bed to her life, so she was able to get away with it every time.
She was not complacent about getting away with it, she just wanted to separate as quickly and gracefully as possible.
When she met Cheng Yu today, she noticed that he was different from before.
Before, she always thought that she had a unique attraction to Cheng Yu, because he also had a unique attraction to her. Maybe the other party was a little difficult to deal with.
For them, this difficulty is not in bed, but comes from the fact that the other person makes them unhappy.
Cheng Yu always makes her unhappy, but she will be bewitched by him. Otherwise, she would not get out of the car and follow him into the hotel, but leave directly.
Just like Cheng Yu said, their abrupt end was the most deadly aphrodisiac. He was unhappy but couldn't control his obsession with it.
That's absolutely true.
What he said about her and Yan Yiqi in the car hit her sore spot precisely.
If she had ever gotten Yan Yiqi, or if Yan Yiqi had ever gotten her loyalty, then they would only be friends, not this unclear relationship.
Perhaps it is because they have never gotten each other that they drag their feet and still hold on to hope.
People are always unable to face adversity calmly, so they always feel resentful.
She is, Yan Yiqi is, and Cheng Yu is too.
Millions of people in the world are like them; it's inevitable human nature. But what's different about Cheng Yu is that he always makes exceptions for her, which is completely different from what boys and girls say about him.
When they first added each other on WeChat, he was too lazy to send a single message for a week.
She had actually deleted his WeChat a long time ago. She deleted him as soon as she got home from having supper.
Cheng Yu only realized today that they had met so many times in the past.
Just today, he asked her to add her back; just today, he said he was not going to let her go; just today, he kissed her for no reason under her series of questions.
Zhou Zhou thought that there seemed to be more than just sexual attraction to Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu, like her, is at the top of the food chain. If he wants, he can have a smooth life. There is no need for him to compete with her.
There are so many women posted, and she is not the most beautiful one.
She didn't even know many tricks in bed, and most of the work was done by Cheng Yu.
"I wouldn't say I like you, but you do attract me." Cheng Yu answered her frankly without giving it much thought, his tone calm, "I admit, it's not just about my interest in sex."
He didn't deny it.
Some things don't happen suddenly, but are suddenly noticed.
Cheng Yu used to think that it was natural and what he wanted, but every moment he spent with her silently engraved something other than sexual attraction in his mind.
He realized that he cared about Yan Yiqi.
This was the first time in more than twenty years that he felt something was wrong.
Since birth, Cheng Yu has known no setbacks. Surrounded by love, his parents are harmonious, his life is happy, and he has no academic pressure. He is able to do everything with ease.
The bad feeling that he had never experienced before when he first started his business and invested all his liquid funds spread the moment he saw Yan Yiqi kissing Zhou Zhou's forehead.
He watched coldly, but his heart was in turmoil.
This bad thought flashed through his mind, but soon turned into silence.
He was not an adult without experience, nor was he a straight man who knew nothing. He realized in a short period of time that this was not a good thing, and he did not want to invest more.
So he returned the clothes to her and returned to peace.
He knew the answer that night. He was another Yan Yiqi. This was the rationality of an adult.
But this kind of rationality will still be subverted and destroyed bit by bit.
Seeing Zhou Zhou in this way today, he understood the feeling of having a taste for something and never being satisfied. His appetite was not fully satisfied by her.
Zhou Zhou didn't expect that he would respond so readily.
After a few seconds of hesitation, she was confused and wondered about his behavior: "Why are you doing this now, letting him indulge himself? From the beginning, our relationship was just sex, not love. This is the rule."
Cheng Yu didn't say anything, just pressed her back silently.
There were only two of them in the elevator. Although they were hugging each other and their bodies were tightly pressed together, there was a huge invisible barrier between their hearts.
With a ding, the elevator reached the floor, and Cheng Yu let go of her: "Do you like me?"
"How is that possible?" Zhou Zhou retorted without thinking, and immediately walked to the corner of the elevator as he let go of him.
Cheng Yu had his back to her, and it was unclear whether he saw her or not, but he walked straight forward and got out of the elevator.
He turned around and looked at Zhou Zhou in the corner, looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
He found it inexplicably funny, and a smile etched on his brows. Maintaining his usual relaxed demeanor, he said, "Zhou Zhou, I have nothing to be ashamed of, because we are the same."
Zhou Zhou was puzzled: "We are the same?"
Are they the same?
What could they have in common?
Cheng Yu only had pure attraction to her, and she had no interest in him other than in bed.
She frowned: "Cheng Yu, we are different. I have no other interest in you."
"Really?" Cheng Yu smiled.
The numbers on the elevator display suddenly changed, and a downward arrow appeared.
None of them pressed the elevator button; someone downstairs did.
The door slowly closed, and no one tried to stop it. Zhou Zhou looked at Cheng Yu through the crack in the door.
He stared at her intently, his eyes filled with a cynical and unruly look, which drifted into her ears through the air until it vanished into nothingness:
"Why did you take the initiative to kiss me that last time in the car?"
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