52. Love and Temptation
Chu Yanhui didn't understand what he meant at first, but he immediately understood what he was talking about.
Because I was kissed.
He first pressed her lips gently, then greedily held her waist and kissed her deeply. He pressed her against the door, using this method to tell her his anger and desire.
"It's... 10 o'clock in the morning, little uncle, can you please not have a daytime sex show? Um... Besides, I'm so tired..."
He didn't answer, just kissed her.
When I let her go, she was already panting, leaning against the door with her cheeks flushed.
"What counts as daytime prostitution?"
"What did I say I was going to do, huh?"
Fu Rongshen tucked her slightly messy hair behind her ears. There was a gentle look between his deep brows. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, moving the small mole, giving off a kind of suppressed sexiness.
He seemed like a good man who tolerated her wild thoughts.
As for that desire, he hid it so well that it was almost invisible.
"It's just a kiss, don't think too much. I'm not that horny."
He said this politely, but his eyes were fixed on her rosy lips which were slightly parted due to her rapid breathing.
Say one thing and do another.
She felt the burning gaze on her lips, tilted her head slightly, and said innocently: "...Uncle, you can just lie to others with what you said, I won't believe it."
It would have been fine if she hadn't turned her head, but when she turned her head, a faint kiss mark on the side of her neck was revealed.
When he saw it, he remembered how the mark was left yesterday, and his restlessness became even worse.
He whispered, "Xiaoguai, since you don't believe it, you have to bear it, understand?"
She wasn't sure if he was threatening her or if he really had any intentions, so her body was one step ahead of her thoughts and she pretended to run away.
"Want to run again..."
Fu Rongshen whispered.
Her heart subconsciously tightened, and she looked up at him with a little fear in her eyes.
He looked at the girl's expression, remembered that she had been through a lot yesterday, and loosened his arms around her waist.
I was shocked that I couldn't wait any longer. I didn't feel anything when I was alone for so many years, but now that I'm with her, I'm becoming more and more eager.
"I won't bother you anymore."
After letting her go, Fu Rongshen said, "Have a good rest. I have other things to do. I'll accompany you tonight."
She asked tentatively, "Are you going to... deal with Gu He?"
He frowned at her always mentioning this name, and a sour jealousy welled up in his heart.
"I only promised you not to take his life, nothing else. Yan Hui, add up all his debts and buy him a coffin."
"You always speak up for him, which only makes his fate worse."
After he finished speaking, he opened the door to the room.
But the girl sneaked out as cunningly as a fox, fearing that she would be locked in the room again.
Then she looked at him with pitiful eyes and said, "Uncle, I prefer the original suite—the one next to your bedroom on the third floor. The pink wallpaper is very warm."
Fu Rong gagged deeply, unable to resist the gaze. Even though he knew she was trying to escape his control, his heart still softened.
He said softly, "...then go back. The room has always been yours."
Watching the girl go up the stairs, for some unknown reason, he added:
"Your suitcase is also in that room. I asked the housekeeper to put it in for you as soon as I got back yesterday."
When Chu Yanhui heard this, he paused.
He let her go yesterday, which meant that he didn't really intend to keep her trapped in that room on the second floor.
It is very likely that she will be locked up for a few days to eliminate her thoughts of escape, and then she will be kept in the Waterside Garden.
She lowered her eyelashes, the shadow of the stairs obscured her expression, and her eyes were indescribable.
The fingertips resting on the carved handrail of the stairs trembled slightly, and then withdrew without leaving a trace.
Go upstairs.
Back to the suite which has a different style from all the rooms in the villa.
Not long after, she discovered that the servant in the room had been replaced by a shy unfamiliar girl.
I asked his name and he said it was Xiaowen.
"Where's the previous Lili?"
Xiaowen shook her head. "I was just hired here a month ago, and I've never met a colleague named Lili. But I heard the last batch of employees were fired because..."
As she spoke, she carefully looked at Chu Yanhui's expression. She didn't know whether to continue.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yanhui smiled sadly and did not hide the truth: "Because you let me go, right?"
Xiaowen nodded and then stopped talking.
"Since she's left and you're taking her place, let me tell you about my habits and preferences."
"We all know your habits. Butler Ouyang explained them in detail on the first day."
The word "we" that came out of her mouth made Chu Yanhui stunned for a moment, and the surname "Ouyang" made her feel even more unfamiliar.
"What do you mean?"
Xiaowen replied: "There were ten colleagues who passed the interview with me."
"Butler Ouyang...is he new here too? Where's Butler Zhao?"
It is well known that a villa will not employ two housekeepers at the same time.
The most taboo job for a housekeeper is to manage both ends, as it often leads to chaos. Even the richest families would only employ one housekeeper per mansion, and no one would be stupid enough to hire two.
Xiao Wen was bewildered: "What Butler Zhao? There's only Butler Ouyang. She's the one who invited us in."
"She manages things so well, I thought she had been working here for years."
Chu Yanhui remained silent.
Butler Zhao also left, either fired or transferred. The former was more likely.
Although he could still get a good job with his rich experience as a housekeeper after leaving here, she still felt depressed...
Zhao Rongqing, an old man who had lived in Shuixie Hua Ting for many years, also passed away like this. It always makes people feel cold.
Many of Fu Rongshen's decisions were cruel, and every time she did so, she felt that she shouldn't be so deeply involved in a relationship with him. But when she looked at his face, when she was involved in something, she couldn't help herself.
It's more like temptation than love.
He was a dangerous temptation to her.
Like a bright red poison apple, its color was alluring, its fragrance was alluring. She sniffed the aroma, unable to ignore it, and could only approach it with a mixture of reluctance and hesitation.
But if she wanted to pick it up and take a bite, it would definitely cause her pain.
Because it looks attractive on the outside, but is poisonous in nature.
If a person is determined enough, he will definitely turn around and leave. Or no matter how the apple tempts him, he will maintain his disgust in his heart.
But she couldn't resist the temptation.
Even though she knew the apple was poisonous and might harm her, when she looked at its appearance and smelled its fragrance, deep down she still longed to pick it, admire it, and taste it.
Chu Yanhui didn't know how Fu Rongshen viewed her, but she did have a wrong start towards him, and gradually became addicted to his charm and tenderness.
While feeling fearful, he was also eager to take action.
She stood at the window looking at the pavilion in the lake, feeling ashamed of her own decadence.
It would be much later that she would understand that this temptation was intentional on his part.
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